the way of a creative. born.

the way of a creative. born. cold air became me around eleven while my thighs framed a’s, dropping and dipping and i wrote poems on how he’s heaven; celebrate swallow replacing sipping. every breath i released was beckoning. he came while i slept, while i was dreaming… days that equal fact checking. reckoning. head turned respect, as if i’m not beaming. i spent decades assuming no one saw, until he stepped front with shy conviction....

over the rays of summer

over the rays of summer June was blowing through My window. Six months After he walked in, I stopped. Goosebump 2am heartbeat Stop. I froze and he disappeared And it was like there was not A(way): to rediscover a life That we planned. We agreed And the breeze. It kissed Inside the pieces I opened. I looked down to see up; he Turned, my eyes to light Above us. Sealed protection Like a sandstorm’s dust - Transparent promises. All. Two/o Clear....

write him off

the way i wrote. him. off. i fell in love with you to binaural beats and dreams and truth. these pieces. no one stops or bothers or attempts to see, real. but you appeared after i wished. moon. sun. imagine deception’s reality i waited. believed. i wove soul ribbons. i swore. you understood there is no me; bewitch us with lies of fresh beginning. you are the alter of my heart, accept/except it doesn’t matter. i died far before you decided to...

#mynypd part 2 of 2

#mynypd (based on a true story) part 2 of 2 (part 1) There are scrubs at her feet. She pulls the dry fabric over her naked lower half and makes her way across a corridor into the bathroom. She closes the door, looks in the mirror, and for the first time - she realizes what they did to her. There's blood coming from her right ear. She reaches for a paper towel, holding back tears, she's in auto pilot. Cold water, apply pressure. Don't cry. Once...

intermission

INTERMISSION he disrupts me. in this way. prior to notice. to see. disruption is enchant. like a hazel-eyed rescue stirring you ashore. walking on ground after sailboat wonders. our ocean wanders, starlight. jumps. when bodies form, in perfection. one. pose. we are unaccompanied. lone heart pumps. he closes. i open. he opens close. an off the grid love that no one can find, 8th avenue hip squeeze. show how you’re mine. suitors try to sway me,...
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