making space

we r a not of this world ppl n the absence of places 2 b / we hav mooovd ourselves 2 other planets / planted our colorless flags on invisible cratered space / & called dibs on a new moon on our moon we breathe free / & never worry of foot on neck / … Continue reading making space

stilletto

i have always wanted to walk on air wear heels, high up lifted above life no dirt on the bottom feet renewed through fasting and giving up the ground I found something sublime in the lift something pure in the abstinence and always believed dirt is a complicated thing on heels i might avoid treading … Continue reading stilletto

the burnt pieces

she baked her love in a cake. i remember it in a dimly lit dining room with candles bright enough to burn me me down. i have two scars, one on each buttock. one from a lit firecracker my sibling stuffed into my back pocket, burning me down.  he gave me the other with pliers … Continue reading the burnt pieces

(poem for norman)

i sat in my room alone, with the chatterbox blues talking the day away with my invisible friend mother, passing the door asked who you talking to? norman, mama ... just norman she knew of fat bearded white men in december beautiful bunnies in april witches, ghouls, and goblins in october and good intentions fixed … Continue reading (poem for norman)

Stargazer

glow-in-the-dark stars on the ceiling are nightly reminders you were mother of many goddess king who made him know darkness is not the death of vision you flung stars into popcorn a confetti of love to conquer the boogeymen of a child but not me for months i have stargazed from the bed we now share in … Continue reading Stargazer

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the very first time i kissed you we were breathing water we came together in the gut your mother's underground platos cave of another kind we lit candles inside her to see one another's face and warm her through the making of love drowned in the lake of her commitment we drank its broth from … Continue reading untitled