time, head down concentrating- lacing their shoes like a fever-dream I trip over sometimes, I look at the people I love and I see cheekbones and eyelashes. smiles brave and worn. In recent weeks I smile at myself in the mirror every single time I step out of the shower. (it’s liberating to unhold aContinue reading “it’s been a year of years.”
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“Our tongues have a cadence.”
They move to whatever they move to and I don’t think we’ve taught them how to roll stack slide swirl push p u l l play so effortlessly off of and on top of around but never at expense of one another. their synchronicity teaches me to displace my worry of where things will goContinue reading ““Our tongues have a cadence.””
Here is every mental illness I’ve ever been diagnosed with, as a house.
because some people build homes out of their mental illnesses and I think I used to do that too. Homes are stable. Homes are steady. Homes are seemingly swell reasons not to go outside. This poem is a plea- Hey, no matter how comfortable your house is, please go outside. BIPOLAR is a house with soContinue reading “Here is every mental illness I’ve ever been diagnosed with, as a house.”
If my voice were a gun
I wouldn’t exactly call it trigger-happy. (See, I know just how often I misfire.) Some days I forget what I sound like entirely. When I start to speak, my voice shakes like an old washing machine. Last winter I swore there were cobwebs growing on my vocal chords. When I introduced myself to you, myContinue reading “If my voice were a gun”
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