I surrender myself to the sea the salt of infinite lives washing over me I can forgive a little sand lingering in my hair
Cultivating Softness (page 2)
artifice
we speak in riddles and doublespeak and half-finished glances i am tired of never saying what i mean and hoping you understand me: coy but ready you: distant but yearning everything is…
Today was a good day, but…
I have not quite burned down this house let’s call it a coat that I have hung up in the summer months a house feels too large and too final a thing…
Housekeeping
I’m about to post a bunch of poems from the various half-finished poetry challenges I’ve started for 2015. Enjoy. Promptly in January For My Girl April 2015
Love Like a Mango
Dec 22, 2014 There was a fullness to our love like that mango just within your reach unblemished and warm falling straight into your palm eaten under the shade of the tree…
Showing|Learning
For one of my classes in my first semester of college, my final project was to create an installation demonstrating how I learned in the class. Throughout the semester I was perpetually…
always in the quiet hours (22 sept 2014)
at night i ask when will i relearn to love myself in the quiet hours
lessons i have yet to learn
(22 July 2014) Things that start with “maybe if I” and end with “then I will feel better’ rarely ever work. Happiness will not come from someone else’s touch there is nothing…
27 april 2014
self-loathing: i find myself relieved when vile men can still find this expanse of flesh appetizing
24 april 2014
you are not a graceful sleeper but i have learned to love your sprawled sighs when i can’t sleep.