Tag Archives: poem
Know ( )self
Intangible thing, a belief in self — how is it that you cannot hold it, cannot wield it, cannot shield yourself with it? Because it cannot be grasped? But in the hands of another, it cuts deeply enough that you … Continue reading
Named
They said you were Aphrodite, when they found your face washed upon the shore. They saw the curve of your cheek and the angle of your jaw, and the curl of your hair, and named you Venus, named you Beauty, … Continue reading
White Noise
Rising sick a tide of anxious bees pollinating worry inside me like a field of roses surrounding the tower a buzzing reaching for the bottom of my tongue like it will not let me make words only a scream that’s … Continue reading
Stolen
These aren’t my thoughts and dreams. I catalog a list of sins and hopes in blood that isn’t mine, spilled ink to paint every page of my life. They scream through me and I cannot harness, cannot tame, cannot rein … Continue reading
Belief
Believe me when I say I am more than this flesh more than this voice more mutable more movable than any other feast you have known any other dish you have sampled, have consumed. Believe me when I say I … Continue reading