Eyes Averted
I shuffle, shuffle, shift, keep my eyes averted, while trying to pretend not to notice the embrace you’ve just sidestepped.
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Blood & Fun
This sudden rising of bile to the throat. Awakening? No, awakening sounds too… noble. Peering? Peering out from within the warmth of my life dreams: striving for ever-happiness-life-in-a-house-with-handsome-husband-while-cooking-perfect-meals-over-a-perfect-stove-published-author-writer-beautiful-good-daughter who wonders: Will-I-be-a-good-mother? Will-my-husband-leave-me? Will-I-fall-in-love-with-someone-else? What-about-money? What-if-my-father-dies? Shall-I-cut-my-hair? Beyond all that. Beyond the absurdity of all those ideas that control me I […]
Silent Sky
I swallow, And I swallowand I swallowand I swallow and I dont know where all the words go Perhaps to some forlorn land where wordswalk oddly against a secret skycrooked, roughed-up words,beaten, that struggledfor life trying to escape the narrowing tunnelof a quickly closing throat, words that flew up only […]
For You
Theres many twists and turns in the pathmany desperate things in the darktoo little love on too many lipstoo many storms in too little seas Don’t hate yourself for what fatecloaksin different disguises There are many twists and turns in the darkmany desperate thoughts on the path but the bend […]
Gun Shots
It’s over every time,and each time, there’s a flutter of being absolutely terrified a hovering,a circling,a tentativenod, and then… bham! you hit me again and it’s over. (image:http://bit.ly/11tifvM)
Sitting and waiting
Its like sitting on iceWaiting for it to crack. I know it will crack.But still I sit there. And wait to drown. And perhaps, perhaps then,relief will come.
The Future
1am: Emotions are moist thoughtsslippery, wet, saltyThick with fearand uncertainty (The way everyone feels about their future) Except for one sunny morning, when everything feelssure Fear tastes like steel railing at bus stops,where woman sweat into the folds of their yellow dresses(bought on sale)and sway to the beat of a […]
Bath Thoughts
I dont want to be that girl. Moody. Angry. Sad.Breathing dragon fire.Squashed wet face.Bubble bath thoughts taste watery ‘I’ve never been this nasty’‘I forgot to say aloud how beautiful you are to me.’The bathroom floor,always so near
Red
You’re the redness in the earth You’re the hollow in her lip You’re the red in the center of my iris You’re the blood under bus railings(coughed out by an old man whose back shook as he heaved)The redness sits there for years until,one little girl holds the railing in […]
Scarring
White scars,that sit in in the skin; the dip of the collarbonethe graze beneath the right middle knucklestains in the eye (reflected momentshidden beneath blinks) sometimes, occasionally,it pricklesand the more it is scrubbedthe deeper it digs until it’s so embedded it creeps into boneand crouches therewaiting. writhing in bloodfused to […]
