​It’s 3 am and you’re picking at my paper edges, trying to conjure ghosts of love and grief working hard, wanting to fail. ​You don't know if running your fingers over me in those quick, haggard strokes is for the sake of comfort, or a need for control so small it fits in the ripping of a page. ​Y...Read more

If today were a Wednesday, He wouldn't be here, Wouldn't wait at the gate, He wouldn't ask me to follow him, And I wouldn't. He wouldn't hold my hands and say my name, In hot horny breathes. Wednesdays are for Father, He takes me to the shores, Fishermen and market women's voices Rising in bargai...Read more

The weight isn't new, it's as familiar as breath, settled into my bones. It's too much, too deep, too loud, too heavy, it has me clutching my chest, gasping. I pretend, go through each day as if I'm not drowning, as if I don't feel the sharp sting of cold metal curling 'round my feet, as if I don'...Read more

They told me I would like it. Womanhood, wrapped in ribbons and reverence. I have since come to realize it was romanticized, meant to draw me in, make me want to fall to my knees and kiss them. She told me, wailing, and I knew, as if I had always known. She told me like it was esoteric, a secret t...Read more

And then i began to talk, Of dreams and wishes, Of butterflies and snakes Of music and love, And of death. I began to talk, Of guilt and fear, Of shame and girlhood And how they go hand in hand. I began to talk, Of violence in its softest form, And most brutal form, I talk of punches and black eye...Read more

You mere man, How dare you? Frail, fragile, slow wanna-be monster. All bark, But you think you're a god. You brandish the dagger, A sly smile 'cause you think you're it, The THING. Your brain is foggy, Clouded with the excitement, And the foul venom of a stupid snake. Mad, mad man. You take off th...Read more