SHE/HER/HERSSome days I fantasize about peeling away my womanhood. I think about a delicate hold on the flesh that others deemed ‘She’. I dream of a…Mar 30, 2021Mar 30, 2021
Hero/VillainI am neither “hero” nor “villain”. I am neither “flaw” nor “perfection”. The hero I make myself out to be when I run from the ways I’ve…Mar 7, 2021Mar 7, 2021
[NOTE: Like many others, I am looking for places I can place my daily grief if only to rest for a…Grief is a missed callJan 27, 2021Jan 27, 2021
The Body RemembersIt’s so weird how pain tattoos itself across our bodies and our minds. Aches slip right into the places that wear and tear have left…Nov 27, 2020Nov 27, 2020
Losing My Personhood to Employment Depression.It’s strange how much of our personhood is tied to markers of “success”. I’ve struggled with depression for years but this new, more…Oct 16, 2020Oct 16, 2020
This is a poem about virginity.About the way I did not know what the shackle meant until boys and men had already tried to break the iron round an ankle too delicate to…Oct 16, 2020Oct 16, 2020
Tasting a New BlueI used to chain eat blue. I was ecstatic when my tongue turned and my lips were stained and sticky from the candies I knew were fleeting…Jul 7, 2020Jul 7, 2020
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