Sadness does not belong in the heart, it belongs in the hips where it can tell it’s story, held by the passionate embrace of ancestors and past… Read more “The hips”
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Higher Self
Hey, Higher Self? Can you please carry me to all of the places I cannot walk? Thanks.
Coffee like guilt
Coffee tastes like guilt but it’s so hot, it melts away the layers of belief until I see them standing naked, fraudulent and faking, lying through ugly… Read more “Coffee like guilt”
Outside
I have so much to say but I’m so afraid to say it wrong. My closet it spacious, with all amenities removed from their boxes and plugged… Read more “Outside”
God
Just guide me and I’ll cum. I don’t need to say much other than that freedom tastes the sweetest in all it’s dressings and disguises and that… Read more “God”
Orgasm
I wish I could write with my eyes closed, speak with my tongue tied. I write poetry in my mind while I touch myself alone at night… Read more “Orgasm”
White Willow Bark
White Willow Bark And an affinity for the strong things Black coffee. Work hardened hands and feet. Tincture in 80 proof.
I Just Want to Say…
Fuck you to the house down the street that laughs at me every time I pass and says the mean things like: “even me. even me in… Read more “I Just Want to Say…”
Sometimes
But it feels like you’re giving up on me until you catch a drift, a streak of upwind flight that brings more clarity and then you’re in… Read more “Sometimes”
Meditation
There is a space between “now” and “future” and I think that’s where “I am”. There is a mist that lies low in the sky today and… Read more “Meditation”