I would write you everyday. Poems and scribbles and notes, Until you learned The unevenness of my hand The habits of my penmanship The chaos of my scrawl. In a world of…
Tag: 2012 (page 2)
For The Moth That Lived and Died In My Bathroom
And his wings, folded shut in death, concealed that he had been beautiful
Coming Out
I read that we never get to stop coming out. Well I came out to myself the other day, Stepped out of my glass closet for a moment, Well, not so much…
Shop Boy Crush
Do you have a lunch break, or do you sustain on cuteness and sheepish smiles? Because if you do, I do too. And i don’t mean to be ambiguous but I do…
Hands
I have become enamored with your hands. The way slender fingers join knuckles, Soft palms taper to fine wrists. I cannot look away. Cupping your face, Clasped around knee, Rest belies their…
Sea Shanty
I wrote this on the offhanded request of a friend. She said that her OTP (One True Pairing), was sand and salt water. And I take inspiration where ever I can get…
An Education
I want to learn the language your body speaks, Whispered by your hips as you move, Decode the ciphers between your sighs. I have learned the angle of your slouch, The spread…
Flash Fiction Friday #42: Shaman
first fff in a while! And now i have to know: how many times can i write about obeah before i actually need to research it? flash fiction friday #42 (inclusion)trigger: religion,…
Ethos
I always stay too late. I am always the last to leave, The one left to taste the soured wine Passed in frantic effort To regain the spirit, Get burnt by the…
Heat
And it felt like all there ever was, was heat. 32 degrees coupled with too wet air, hot stickiness of flesh it incites hot throbbing in the tips of my fingers and…