weaned too early
Category: Writing and Poetry
i forgot how it felt weaned too early left in the dirt and the dust starving and desperate » Continue Reading
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Category: Writing and Poetry
i forgot how it felt weaned too early left in the dirt and the dust starving and desperate » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
it started with cracking bones, fragments ripping meaty flesh. it started in the elevator, when you couldn't keep your hands off me. impact against a cold wall, smooth, heavy rail, bruises on my back till monday. when it ended i told them it was makeup, purple hands pressed featherlight on my back. special effects made in minutes. an exam turned up nothing, some psychological bruising, abd » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
you smoke inelegantly, tonguing the filter until it finds its place » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
oh darling i fear you’re digging in your heels. » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
there's a scar on my right middle finger, it extends from the knuckle, disappearing before the phalanx ends. there's another, slightly oblique on the dorsal side of my right wrist. both of my hands are covered in small freckles, points of interest. i keep them clean, the nails cut or filed. callouses are growing on them, slowly but surely. i refuse to let them absorb the dirt like my father's. y... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
tangerine rolls to my feet, blessed. you whisper in my ear, "might not be home tonight". i smile through the sweet citrus. juice gets on your old clothes that i wear now. you last kissed me at winter's dawn, that dark sunrise. but i woke up again to you this morning, and these drums are quieter than your whispered confession, closure, good-bye. » Continue Reading