Tag Archives: poetry
All Your Secrets
The slick that is the blood between us a redblack of wet where I have given birth to idea and cancer alike that eats my lungs and my heart if I were faced with you, I would put you down … Continue reading
I Still Got Wings
If she was the original sinner, damned for knowing, I imagine she won’t mind that growing — cynicism in her veins the gathering mistrust of everything she was supposed to love as it crumbles into dust flaming sword aside She … Continue reading
I Would Be Fed
Occasionally I see you, and I want to peel your skin away and wear it. I would make a gorgeous you, but I would get to keep all of my insides. I like my insides best, but I like your … Continue reading
Declare You As Constant
If I were to scorn you, it would be blasphemy; the spirit into which I’ve been born again allows nothing but surrender to your holy lips, your fertile, divine tongue. A thousand thousand times I dreamt of your wet mouth … Continue reading
Did You Never Know
You were bliss, beneath me, in your collar. You were his, but I planned to take you and make you mine. Such a thing, to talk about a human being as an object, something we could possess. Surely you had … Continue reading