#METOO

Poison me to find your antidote,Poison me to find the parts of yourself That you broke inside of meWhen you taught me to heal by hurting.Silk words slung by an executioner,A throat roped with pearls, Glistening like wet pimple,Sharper than the blade that cut it,Sharper than the men who slit my lips. Into a Barbie […]

Porcelain Face

For I shall never smile again to any soul.As my beating flesh has transfigured to darkest coal. Yet I lay pearl whites more gleaming than a pantheon pillar.But what lies underneath is the subtle smirk of a serial killer. I ascend high with the aesthetic of a monarch butterfly.For what else am I ultimately but […]

Cave

Fingers swirling like water to a sinkholeHalima touches the swell,Whirlpools darkening at her navel,She waitsAs her husbandTakes his fill,Syruping her fever,Roping her hair into necklaces, knuckled glass, chuckling, a phantompain packing insanity and laughter and windows clear enough to look through.Pause that knock.Ask if this is okay. If this is true.If blood is red.If fire […]

Institutional Creativity

Blank page.No words.Just try. Her words,No meaning,My words,No feeling, Where’s the emotion? Try harder.Knuckle down.Be thoughtful. Fresh words,Too plain,Ambitious words,More pain, You’re trying too hard! Creativity flows.Feel inspired.Be natural. Exciting words:Too cliché,Passionate words:Too risqué, I guess that’s the thing about institutions –They just aren’t creative.

Deflowering

Like forgetting your headphones on a long journey,Like the holes between knitwear,Like water dripping between clenched fingers,Seeping like white t-shirts and bloodied wounds,This flower of red, blooms.And Memory forgets herself.

Infatuation

I guess your beauty was a facade I saw what i wanted not what i needed Blinded by infatuation, led astray by lust I’m ashamed i was so conceited Guilt consumes each bone in my body For i have to take responsibility for the pain caused Every tear shed, how could i do such a […]

An Omen

Womanhood sits in my mouth, rotten.Boys feel around, hands like cups,Suctioning, fish-like, leaving half-moonBite marks and blushes that vein outTo hearts that do not know how to heal.They wonder why my response comesFlatlined, I guess I can’t reply whengirls have to die before they come to life.

Guns and Roses*

Guns and roses What’s the difference? One is adrenaline The other a dose Both perform the same function Topping giants and dwarfs alike Making them drink or write Be it a bullet from the metal Or a petal From the rose Each provides an end One being quick and easy The other long and wheezy

Someone Might See Us*

Oh stormy nightWhat shall you bringOnly time will tellWhat the queen has said to her kingDid they have a fightAnd if soWho got the winBut seriously That’s enough for nowYou need to leaveSomeone might see us You might be my mistress But the day is my lawful wife

Thought 1: Surrender

Surrender yourself and dare to be free, dare to be brave, dare to live in the present and feel all the things that come with it. By surrendering, you are accepting your reality and breathing in the moment. Surrender to not give up, but rather to let go. It is only you who can stop […]