Tag: poetry
Better to Marry than Burn
I wouldn’t refer to my first time as fire. But after reading the diary of 13-year-old me (got laid, I recorded for posterity), father invited pastor to our living room to agree over coffee that I am sexually dysfunctional. Just before I turned 14, mother waved in my face the Read more
Noises and PTSD
There’s a rhythmic booming sound It’s a fist banging against at a door while someone cowers in the corner of the room on the other side Hoping the lock will hold as the wood shivers with the pounding… No, he assures me, it’s just some hammering or someone on the Read more
What It Was Worth
For a while, I follow your blue eyes glowing off the stereo, then tuck myself into you, inhaling your smell, remembering our summer in my four-poster bed. You wrapped me in your robe, we passed joints in the sunlight of my bathtub. At night, you laid your muscle under my pillow. Read more
Going Away
Elaina didn’t cry not until she was alone behind walls. Elaina didn’t cry not until she knew she was going away. Too much in a bottle like hurricane bubbling inside closed glass. Brittle pieces cut hard droplets of blood through skin. Never mind. Kettle burning she takes a mitten boils Read more
Red Memories
Once upon a time, there was Moscow, and she was big, and she was red and she was covered tight, all locked up in her high tower. But she grew tired of this and she blew the tower up and let her hair down, and now everyone drives a BMW. Read more
Stuck Inside
Moan you in,
push you out
of my confidence.
Feel you swell
under my imagination;
you are unreal,
my perfect creation.
Mute
All eyes, you watched. Noting the carnage, foibles and hypocrisy around you, You heard the lies that hid underneath the frosting on your birthday cake. You knew the truth that parents denied. You watched. You listened. You never forgot. You did not forgive. Segregation controlled the insane, you said. Boarding Read more