A Perfect, Pale Blue*

My mother once told me that hearts open only when broken, And that truest courage is born from a coward’s battle cry. I did not recognise blood when my father’s lips ran like war, all Because my mother spoke in stuttering pinks and lullaby blues. Now these walls pray at night with their palms bent […]

Antiquity

Lonely like coffee cups, you stained my teeth dark green, And wore borders of countries that only myth could name. Pandora gave me a second chance at this cruel world. “Close your eyes. Open your soul. Take this toothpick And don’t let go.” I did as I was told, cutting my bones, singing The promised […]