A Hug

My tongue is stuck to the top of my mouthLast night, I dreamed of night café’s Served by ghosts, I took coffeeDown a throat, cloggedWith words and tears likeSome old-house drain.I could write the scriptAt this point, I thinkGuzzling coffee, hoping the caffeineWill kick my adrenaline upMy anxiety into hyperdriveMy movements edgy, soI become herContinue reading “A Hug”

Hazelnuts in Winter

I am At the crux Of something That tastes Like hazelnuts In Winter Though Summer Calls from my Windows I miss friends Who’s last names I no longer know Who sheltered me On days That felt like Harsh words In the TV room Of my house I miss the sea Though it is close AndContinue reading “Hazelnuts in Winter”

Every Day

Do not waste a breakdown She says Through pages that never Called to me before For weeks I have been breaking down Transforming Painfully Into something new Being both born And the one giving birth Being both killed And the one delivering death I am Changing And Mourning This life I haven’t Started yet ButContinue reading “Every Day”

Covering Your Teeth

My skin is inhaling hope Through pores that Have known too much Contempt When the sun rises I see your name And I take The syllables of Your breath To my prayers I ask for protection And light that rests As it must, instead Of going dark We are a part Of a living deathContinue reading “Covering Your Teeth”

The Men Who Took Their Dreams

Sometimes, I wander riverbeds In my dreams And think About the songs My grandmothers Sang, when the winds Beat the cottage roof Down Broken skin And torn hangnails Decorate the hands Of my kin I watch women Bare breasts To the open sea And scream ‘What about me?!’ Except, it’s all In my dreams AndContinue reading “The Men Who Took Their Dreams”

#34 healing poetry; The Wildwood

And so,In the wildwoodI trembleAmong weedsThat growEven in the dark.Even in myheart,Where I havetried,to stamp them out.Today,I admittedYou had no place to inhabitbut painand I’ve beeneating saladsall weekendin some vainhopethat greenerywill sprout withinmeI am tiredIn the wildwoodI am tremblingMy bodyIs disrepairingAnd repairing Like the sunAfter rainI feignAn indifferenceTo this newWildnessEnteringI trembleAnd I write Songs totheContinue reading “#34 healing poetry; The Wildwood”

#30 healing poetry; when you touch me

My mind is a whirlpooland I feel caught in the drift there are too many thoughts that cause my soul to shift and it feels like forever is too close to catch so I’m a thread on a loom or I’m burning to Ash My mind is strangeand it never wants to rest I can’tContinue reading “#30 healing poetry; when you touch me”

Between the Song of the Sea, and His Lips

It felt like a little too muchtoo quickbut I fell into your armswithout the thoughtsthat struggle to breakopen my mind was settled onsomething else, someone elsethen I ignored the voiceand went midnight swimmingwith a strangerwhen the world’s a strangerand the water licks my ankleslike I’m meant to be thereand I shivered in his armsas heContinue reading “Between the Song of the Sea, and His Lips”

#songswithoutmusic; Hungry for us

It’s okay to be hungryYou say that you hurt meWhen you opened yourMouth and let her inIt’s okay to want meWhen you’ve made another Choice, our heartsAre beating without aVoiceto pain we couldn’tname I knew you onceAnd ILoved you twiceAnd I Hate thinking ofyou now I loved you alwaysAnd IKnew you thenAnd IHate thinking ofyouContinue reading “#songswithoutmusic; Hungry for us”

Swirling Skirts

She wore three skirtsIt seemed the airLifted her higher Sheets of fabricRustled against her skinReminding her how thin Life wasWithout danceAnd subtle movement In a tranceShe heard violinsBreak the dawn She had crafted from dreamsThat settled in her chestThe night before And as the stars began to singShe settled inAnd woke up The dream siftedContinue reading “Swirling Skirts”