do you remember walking on the beach together
the wind was a thin wail, numbing us,
carding cold fingers through our hair
until you were blue with it.
the tide sliding out until
wreckage and bits of driftwood rose out of the water
like bones shyly showing through skin.
please eat, i wanted to tell you,
please, just eat.
but you could no more just eat
than i could swallow the entire sea.
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Continue reading “comic strip : childhood memories”
between morning meds
and evening meds
there is a carefully-curated blankness
so i don’t stumble
and swallow the rest of my days
all at once
There are a lot of ways I can play this,
a lot of patterns to paint these walls with,
a lot of paper to cover the cracks.
I can build myself a skin out of the scraps I find
in action films and shitty novels,
splicing this guy’s wit with that guy’s cynicism
with that other guy’s pulsing resentment,
weaving trope into trope,
grafting them onto my bones. Continue reading “Skin”
There is a scar on my thigh
that is an inch thick.
Raised knotted ridge at first,
time has smoothed it down
to an off-white sliver,
sharp harsh strike of the years. Continue reading “Cut”