I don’t really know what fireflies has to do with it, I cried when you left. I couldn’t really read the words you wrote me, and don’t… Read more “Fireflies”
selfish
who picks up the pieces when you break your own heart do you glue it together and keep it? or does it just fall apart? do the… Read more “selfish”
your heart
my arms become heavy when you leave it seems if they are not wrapped around you they have no purpose my name it is like silk threaded… Read more “your heart”
weak
my grandparents dreamed of a girl who could turn a drizzle into a thunderstorm one who could channel the waves into a tsunami to protect what she… Read more “weak”
Cologne
The linen closet smells like my grandmother– hands on a washboard, vigorous like detergent would solve all their problems thirteen pairs of hands didn’t seem like too… Read more “Cologne”
mother
We talk of magic and jewels and tomato plants, childhood dreams and wishes and aches We relive our lives talking And when the stars melt off her… Read more “mother”
snow
Let the snow come Let it come, let it Cover me like the cotton of The shroud my sister wore the Last time we Tucked her in… Read more “snow”
cold
There are things that cannot be forgotten about the cold. I have always, always been cold. Frozen fingertips and numb knuckles knocking at locked doors because the… Read more “cold”
Streams
Water drips, I Step out of the shower my Shoulders clothed in cotton, A towel My hair cascades with Water, sending Beads of moisture down my exposed… Read more “Streams”
refuge
my shoes find earth again, when the plane lands but the ground is different. it doesn’t know my nike sneakers but instead begs for skin and bone… Read more “refuge”