Tag: poetry
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I bring her red fruits
Love is messy, ruinous, and sweet, I think, paused for a moment in my efforts for my beloved, fingers stained, nails dug into flesh, flecks of red splashed up my arms, my cheek. I draw the knife around the dark cherries, split them in two with my thumbs, and smile to bare my teeth.I bite…
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Exes and Ohs
Glory, glory, it was hard to see reason with all that radiant light with that face with that beautiful sungod face smiling down at me haloed by those windswept waves, that bronzed unfreckled skin. You don’t remember him, but I do. Bring him back, hallelujah, bring him back, Amen. Tags: exes, loss, love, old flames,…
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Am I To Believe
Everything I have been gifted — these fingertips, this tongue. Everything I’m waiting for under the burning sun. I am a monster in my own right, but you already knew. Tearing open my own flesh but then — who am I? And who are you? I’ll eat you alive, I will — bite by bite…
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What If
What if they gave us everything we asked for, what would be left to want, what would be left to pray for? What if they gave us everything we needed, What would be left to lack, what would be left to beg for? What if all the color in the world is an illusion like…
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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 bleed for days, for weeks — filled with a dread so ripe you cannot help…