–> I am beginning to name my knots. Let one in my neck be Wanting from every time I clenched my jaw after breathing in her scent. Let the tightness in my…
Tag: 2013 (page 2)
Requiem
I only love those slender boys with slight frames when they remind me of you.
Moonshine
Moonlight pours through my window and reminds me that while the days are too dark the nights can still be bright.
Bedtime Stories
I read to you because my mother read to me. And in those moments I felt as loved and as safe as a strangely paranoid and anxious child could feel -Certainly more…
Public Transit
Laughing at a stranger’s jokes is equal parts relief and mania.