val-use

Sometimes, I put relationships in boxes- And try to figure out what their utility is –But meaning is not always discernible Maybe relating is being at the same time It’s not my job to know why or how now I’m having trouble being, just being with you.             Copyright ©... Continue Reading →

Hold on

Hope To reach for hope To hold onto it sometimes it's like clutching an ice cube, or two But if I keep holding the ice-cold, tight in a warm grip, It will thaw. If I hold onto what will inevitably be-- just wait, wait: relief release God, give us the power to forgive, to thaw... Continue Reading →

Chemistry & Reason

When it doesn't work. Because we are different. In ways that are utter extremes. You wanted more of something I could not give. I wanted more of something you could not believe. A brief together. followed by. An indefinite separation. O. If I could have even just a bit of you. Every now and then.... Continue Reading →

La Traumatisée (Get Well Soon)

Les hommes? Les hommes me blessent. Ils me blessent d'une douleur vive qui me pèsent le cœur d'un poids qui ne ressemble à aucun autre. comme je suis piquée juste à côté du fond du cœur par un couteau. Le sang coule Le liquide ne s'échappant pas de ma poitrine. Y'a de la pression qui... Continue Reading →

Musty Sundays

musty Sundays skirt the river's bank, we catch the breezes, letting snarls of laughter hiccup o’er lapping ripples from the boats shade sighs here and there in speckles ‘bove our sun-bleached locks while runners’ steps give rhythm to ever rustling green in this hot air sweat forms beads along my back bone, at least while one... Continue Reading →

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