Poem 99

” i “ ican hear the words,promises madeto me from you. ican see your unfailing effortbeyond mistakesof your everyday. ican smell the fragrantbouquets of flowersyou freshly picked. ican taste the bittersweetof your dailygood mornings and good nights. i love you.Basically. since © 2017

Poem 98

this is 25. i flatter myself some days, build my confidence with “i love you’s” said by a beautiful reflection. i have scratches, cuts, bruises, and wounds which never disappearsbut i am new, each and every day.twenty and a five,they mean very little to othersbut to me, it was a goal.i crash and i burnand am …

Poem 96

An Unusual Confession sometimes, i find myself plopping down on the floor, completely consumed with cravings ready to bite off the head of the nearest creature, it being my brother who sits innocently at the kitchen bar i’m not into niceties, especially on days my hand reaches for chocolate, even when my motto is all about …

Poem 95

glimmer she could hear the ticking of the clockfor the end of her time. she used to be mine. where the razor lay dormant for a possible tomorrowif only for a short momentshe could see herself long enoughto have a tomorrow she’ll carve herself, until everyone’s satisfied with the image of herthey’ve made for themselves,even …

Poem 93

Drug. it’s been a short year with long months and dragging days. a year not to this day, i stopped running, desperately trying to catch and fall into step with every other person as if their speed was the only right way. dopamine. i raised my hand to tell you to go ahead without me, …

Poem 92

amitiés dimanche teas and cupcakes you’re invited for today, the coming week, and for the next infinity. i’ll pour you one, to return the gesture, giving as much as i take. we’ll laugh, cry, and love. you may be broken but we’ve got tape, glue, and ribbons. i may become unhappy but you’ve got jokes, smiles, …