I am sitting outside with my shirt off, writing, surrounded by birds. This is how I would like to spend the rest of my life.
I am sitting outside with my shirt off, writing, surrounded by birds. This is how I would like to spend the rest of my life.
Can you focus
For five minutes
On me
Im wearing black lace lingerie
Yet you won’t take your eyes off that god damned laptop
The MacBook Pro that I want to launch across the city
Im sick of fighting for your attention
There are men who would fall on their knees
And beg for mine
You tip and tap and chit and chat
All fucking day
Then throw yourself into bed
Without noticing the silk slip
Delicat...
The dance called shiver and shake
Takes over my cold, frail limbs
This old cabin creeks with the wind songs
But outside, there is only silence.
I am alone in Black Forest
Afraid of my own shadow
A glass of mother Russia
To keep me company.
I build myself a fire
The flames feel like a warm hug
I stare at the colors—
Orange, red, blue at the core.
The wood crackled
And that’s when I heard it.
What ...
Curiosity runs through these veins.
It’s what put my brother in prison
And why my parents are divorced.
Today, I’m bleeding chaos
My curiosity drifts about me.
All the way down the street
To that old hideous shack
That’s been collecting termites and rumors
For as long as I can remember.
So I strut down the street
Whiskey bottle in hand
A flashlight in the other.
A simple kick from my chicken le...
It passes through my skin
Straight to my soul
The warmth consumes me
Swallows me whole
I’m a little girl
In the heaven-verging field
Flowers tickle my toes
I don’t know what is real
In the sun I am awake
I stop shaking
I begin think straight
I am here only briefly
In this curvy vessel
I need light to survive
To pass the threshold
I bathe in the rays
I breathe in the sun
Mother of earth
I run ...
There’s something wrong
When I’m not facing the sun
He sings a silly love song
My instinct is to run
But I go out on a limb
Stretching my boundaries
Only for him
I find my heart floundering
Time bleeds away
I tried to save him from his demons
I knew I shouldn’t have stayed
There were plenty of reasons
I don’t recognize my smile
My reflection in the mirror
A forced laugh once in a while
I begin...
Ballet is only painful
Without the right music.
But I can endure the physical strain
If Clair de Lune is playing.
I move quietly
Do not mistake my delicacy for fear.
I match the rise and fall
There is grace in my tears.
I spin on my toes
The world is flashing around me
I am alone in my thoughts
On a lake shines the moon.
I focus on her,
Sweet Clair de Lune...
A life without him
I know all too well.
It’s exhausting and repetitive
An endless chase
Searching here and there
Everywhere
Desperate to be loved by anyone but myself.
I’m passed around
Like a joint in the crowd
Life without him is lackluster
Dull in color and humor.
Muffled dreams, unclear visions.
I feel small
I control my voice
Afraid of being too loud
Too potent
Too much.
Hush
Hush now,...