Rain stitched silver threads across the windowpane, each droplet chasing another through the rain. I traced their crooked paths with quiet eyes, un...Read more

I don't want the babies , Just don't burn my body, My child is the organ. Don't take my womb out. Underneath the surface , The drink that he off...Read more

my father is sexist, yeah—saying it still feels strange, ’cause I know he provided, kept gas in the tank, food on the plate, money steady, roof never...Read more

“I think I love you cause you are always in my mind…” You stayed in my head like a song on repeat, In every small silence, in every heartbeat, I...Read more

Hush now, pretty baby girl, Welcome to the waiting world. Born beneath a quiet light, Eyes still soft with borrowed sight. Unprotected, drifting slow...Read more

At the edge of a village, beyond a white gate, was a garden that children thought simply looked great. Bright tulips and daisies, soft petals that s...Read more

CASHIER: Welcome. Order when ready. CUSTOMER: Small fries. Coke. I’m budgeting. Tight month. CASHIER: Of course you are. That’s the “Young Adult Sta...Read more

Before we start, a brief disclaimer: this poem contains a sky. If skies have ever made you feel existentially shy, there’s space below for grounding b...Read more

Don’t say you love me — say you loved the disguise, the careful alignment, the soft-spoken lies. You loved the outline, the pencil-thin frame, the ...Read more

It stays with you. Not the shouting. Not the paperwork. The weight. That’s what I remember. Knee down. Palms flat. Concrete warm from the day. Hi...Read more

You say you don’t want to lose me, say stay, say try, say breathe— but it’s not about trying anymore, trying is something I already gave teeth. Yes,...Read more

 Alarm rang. I rose. Washed up, cleared the night, left nothing behind. Checked the mirror — looked fine enough to pass. Buttoned the shirt, got ev...Read more

They snatched the pork chops mid-chew, said, *“Relax, it’s a contribution,”* mouth full of our dinner, talking redistribution. Called it a cutback—y...Read more

I’m sure you’ve heard that butterflies can’t see their own wings. Do birds know how pretty they sing? Do giraffes ever wish their neck was short? Do ...Read more

They only believe pain when it collapses correctly. When it screams on schedule, when it bleeds where cameras can reach it, when it ruins productivity...Read more

I have plucked feathers from pigeons to write verses in my own blood. I have dedicated poems and songs, laid my voice at your feet, believing art co...Read more

I held my breath till I turned blue So you would take me home with you Elephants are usually grey I changed my color So you’d look my way I stood in ...Read more

There in the battlefield his hands kept rhythm for a heart that wasn’t his thud thud palms bruised into prayer forcing time back into torn flesh ...Read more

I’ll have a blue Christmas I already know Same old decorations Same old snow Your handwriting’s still on the list Things we never got around to I kee...Read more

4:27 — that’s the time that she goes home 4:27 — when she walks all alone 4:27 — when they posted the picture with the dog 4:27-after her tennis club ...Read more