A memoir in progress, about living life in unruly bodies
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A poem for our times
I feel tired We all do So I don’t call you out For the way you dismissed me Or the way I hurt Because we all hurt We’re all tired So let it be Let it rest Give some grace And do your best I feel tired We all do We all do We all […]
MoreUnruly, messy love
Don’t get it twisted I yell it, because I mean it Your job is not to change To mold To morph Your job is to love Love because of Love in spite of Love even though You don’t understand You can’t stand A future different from the one You were promised By your mind’s eye […]
MoreStep On a Crack
Line after line in the sidewalk, That’s all I could see. Other kids would jump around, leap past me, bent over in my periphery Grabbing at roly polies. But not me, So careful was I, watching the lines. Watching the cracks in the pavement. Step on a crack break your mother’s back! All it took was to […]
MoreFace cream
My mom mixed me this fancy lotion She took all her face creams Her favorite ones Mixed them all up In a fancy jar And gave them to me That was two years ago I use it sparingly So it lasts forever Like I hope she lasts forever Because I cannot bear to think of […]
MoreOn gratitude, in love
When you cry I cry When you laugh I laugh When you smile I feel light Without one We are not whole Without all Our hearts deprive So today Now Together We survive We thrive We are alive And I am most grateful for that.
MoreLove is all that remains
Reaching out for voices Who can listen to me scream Wails of fears unfinished Outcomes as mysteries remain With the sterile beep Of the answering machine I steel my voice And force a smile to my lips To hide away the pain “I called to say I love you” Because love is all that remains
MoreRing the Alarm
You are an alarmist You always have been You react Before you should You think before you reason Hopping quickly at each bite of news Your anecdotes make your data Your hyperbole eclipse your logic You are unmeticulous And haphazard And you will not be my undoing There are theories and there is practice Life […]
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