Tag Archives: poem
I Dreamt Of
I dreamt about you, again. I dreamt of pushing you against the glass in that hotel in Prague. Of your breath and skin fogging the window. I dreamt of your stockings around your throat, your lips gone bruise-purple. I dreamt … Continue reading
Resting Bitchface
I miss the way we used to pass one another, silently, eyes never meeting, greetings never exchanged. When you open your mouth, I imagine you dead, with flies on your tongue, instead of words. I find that I hate you … Continue reading
Scent and Memory
You smell like vanilla, mixed with lemon and lavender, pennies, and the ocean. Would that I could bottle it, and pour it out on my skin when I’m without you, so I could feel a little less alone.
UnOrigami
She stretched, r e a c h i n g to claw one hand over her right shoulder, to try to rub out the knot that had tightened between her neck and shoulder blade. No matter how she tried to … Continue reading
All The Words
All the words in the world and I can chew them up and paste them back down again, with pencil on paper, with ink, with ones and zeroes. I can translate them and I can say them and I can … Continue reading