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temples
they always come in twos two devils keen on ruining me And they are so sweet So willing are those brutes to drown me in beseech make my body a temple for sin licking crimson across my skin
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musing.
I’ve been working on getting my book together lately, I don’t know who it’s for anymore. If it’s for you or for me. These doubts keep constantly piling up in my mind. One would think after this long I’d grow fond of my own poetry, but it seems my mind is a trivial thing. She…
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circles
wednesday finds me easily enough pitted between wanting and wanted you used to be nearer so much closer than you are now it is a pity you’ve gone around not much further than before you never wait long sometimes you wait too long but we always end up back here
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20/20
Some of you watched that 8 minutes and 46 second video without even blinking an eye. Sat there with a smile on your face- one less animal to worry about, you say. Yet we go into these streets, holding signs and voicing our lives- They’re going to kill me. My stomach hurts. I…
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Conversations With Four & Five
I have daughters who look up to you as if you’re some dashing hero Your godlike prowess doesn’t stop you from killing us- it doesn’t hide the fact you’re terrified Five and four and I have to be the one to tell them that they don’t like us because We are Black Their…
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privileged pigsty
You are an infestation; a morally degrading piece of flesh- I couldn’t call you human even if I tried- With your blue mantel you hold up so high playing God all lives matter but your knee is on our necks You hold us on a precipice like that should make us surrender;…
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numb
Maybe it says a lot about me, wanting to constantly feel this bone satiating numbness. Oh, it’s so welcoming. It doesn’t tease me at all, barely even beckons me with words; I fall pliant by merely the thought of it.
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parasite
One would think it was raining petals out here the way that dust transfigured the air It reminded me of you- clear, white skies, parasitic- the only way I could describe I would rather be blocked from all sight of you
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picking petals
I was in the heavens trying to watch you Milky waves altered my vision If I pressed hard enough I just might, darling maybe I could touch you, taste you I feel you on the tip of my tongue already I swear when I get like this it’s like your body is singing…
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musings//
I like when you are blooming when you’re first aching, bonded and begging- your body thrumming with release Your petals clinging and latching onto futile leaves It leaves you breathless- I know it does It has my skin stinging and burning, darling I can’t speak I’m practically dripping for release…
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125
I find that flowers under a cloudy sky are absolutely beautiful; enthralling really. The colors clash together, grey skies, dazzling blossoms, the pungent smell of nectar and rain. It calms my soul, calms me in a way that maybe it shouldn’t, but the stark juxtaposition rattles me. It shakes…
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obsidian
The skies were just as grey as ever out here It made me feel alive it brought music into my veins hard and thrumming I felt like I could be pulsating What is it about this darkness- this darkness pulls me in It welcomes me and I welcome it with the…
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petals
I always found there was something absolutely beautiful about raindrops on flowers. How they look dolloped on the petals, a drink for them. These pictures are taken one minute apart, a feat I didn’t realize until now. It only took me 4 days to notice. As I was walking from my mailbox back to my…
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letter-
Perhaps it was the miles in-between us that took you away from me; Or perhaps it was just myself that pushed you away. I started seeing your face everywhere, it was so cruel darling. My lips would go numb just from the simple thought of you. This glass filled with two fingers of brown- I…
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