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Literature Text
i will spit out these
blue teeth to
waste
myself again,
say
"can't you tell he's just empty space" &
i see 206 in 20/20;
otherwise my whole head's blurry
Literature
napowrimo
1. i've stopped fearing
my nightmares
and when i dream about
dying
i just see your face
and get your songs in my
head and stuck in my
throat
and i understand you now
i get it.
i get it
i get it.
now stop.
2. this is the darkest timeline.
this is everything that can go wrong
going wrong.
this is worse than you dying
this is worse than the burning
this is worse than you overstaying your welcome.
i cant even talk to him anymore
cause it just sounds like
he's sticking his fingers in his ears
and screaming how he's
notlisteningnotlisteningnotlistening.
which i should have done a long time ago.
3. i try to comprehend it sometimes
cause i kn
Literature
Baiting Alligators
There's an alligator wading
the rasped raft of my name
in the desperate depths of the hall.
Questions smear themselves
thick and sticky like syrup
on the tip of my tongue.
Momma, I almost remember,
I almost remember, I almost--
slipped like smoke across the dark.
Grayscale curves hug the filter
of his lit Marlboro Smooth.
He drags deep a cruel calm
I can see in the crooks of his cracked elbows,
the clench of his clawed hands
and Momma, you warned me
that monsters like him are nightmares to love,
but I think he could change,
I think I could make him, I think we might--
redistribute the weight of these words
and swallow. There's steel in the
Literature
Mastering Me
In another universe,
I have green eyes, curly hair,
and paint smeared across all my fingers--
a war cry of artistry
instead of needlepoint scars.
The pooch of my belly
and the lumps in my thighs
might be from anything else
but the insulin I inject four times a day.
I grow up a child, not a parent,
the master of my destiny
not running away but running toward;
I'm a little bit taller
in spirit and stature,
in all the ways that matter
when darkness creeps under the door
and phantoms howl.
I shave my legs every day
instead of once every month
once every three months
once every only now and again when I feel like it
and I'm confident--
a godde
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