Thank You for Making Me Smile, Love

When I exist In a space Of love It doesn’t Hurt less It hurts Clearer And good People Find me In the midst Of little Despairs Making repairs By sanding The edges of my Smile (I’ve turned to Wood) They let My cheeks Draw rainbows In the air And I Am constantly Amazed That healingContinue reading “Thank You for Making Me Smile, Love”

A Type of Wisdom, Maybe

Fascination seems to me a typeof Wisdom.Lost in the awe and maybethe wonderof Ordinary thingsLike how she singsintheShower.I hang the clothes outto dryin airthat shouldn’t be thereAccordingtoRationalityI shouldprobably digest the requestto lock my soul upand guesswhether he wants my tongue on his dickor myassIt’s an ordinarysortof wonderat the strange ways we twistactions and behaviorsinto mindsintoContinue reading “A Type of Wisdom, Maybe”

A poem of fire

Someday I’ll write you a poem of fireYou’ll be crying to the nightAbout the desire that you severedFrom your heart when the old shellBegan to break again and again Someday I’ll write you a poem of fireThat will turn your tears to steamIn it we’ll scream togetherVeiled, so they won’t see our faces twistAnd askContinue reading “A poem of fire”

The Price of Inauthenticity

I caught myself sound-byting my pain. It was sort of interesting to witness, I wanted to be authentic and here I was doing something pretty similar to what I’ve always done – giving just enough to make you feel you know me, then pulling all of the intricate moments of my life away, leaving bothContinue reading “The Price of Inauthenticity”