Future-telling

Do you think you are
untouchable?
Nightly we plan the ways
to unravel your skin
dismantle the bones
of your power
and spill the blood
of your oppression
from the broken statue of your chest
Nightly
Nightly
we weave and we potion-make
the witches and warriors you mock
the witches and warriors of whom you are terrified

You cross yourself three times before you cross the street
before you cross us

you’ll bow
you know
you’ll bow some morning
a fool’s bow
and hit your crown on the floor
and finally realize all this time
you’ve been on your knees

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Autumn

I walked through
the falling leaves and tasted
the crisp fog and the maple air
I ran my fingers
over frost stone
over spider rope
over field lace and sky

I did not miss you.

I twisted braids of dough
and brushed them with icing sugar
surrendered them to the fire
and hoped for the best.

I did not miss you.

I bit into the softest peach
the juice sweet against my chin

I did not miss you.

I tried to dance the waltz alone
and listened to his voice
when he sang of the moon and the magazine
the sailors lament

to think of your radiant skin
the shine of your teeth
how your smile
killed a thousand men

Ah, I missed you, then!

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She is Drowning

She is drowning (I said)
The water closing over her head
over her fingertips
She is drowning (I said)
but the words were lost in the water
She was me
(I said)

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I see you

I see you there
With your soft smile and your bashful eyes
But I also see you there
With your angry hands and your tight jaw

I see you there
With your kind words and your gentleness
But I also see you there
With your smugness and your arrogance

I see you there
Smiling at her
But I also see you there
Baring your teeth

Does she know the wolf you are
Or does she see the lamb you wear?
I see you
I see you
I see you
There

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Let’s bring back connection

I don’t know which of you beautiful goblins out there needed to read everything, literally everything I’ve ever posted in the ‘grief’ and ‘loss’ tags — but whatever you’re going through, I’m sorry.

DM me somewhere, ok?

Everything is terrible, but maybe you don’t have to be alone.

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