Poems from Familiar
It is after your euphoria
When I ask you to love me
Not fuck.
Love.
And you turn away
Where I wonder
If I’m always going to feel this...
I am scrubbing and vacuuming
but the smell still stays
I am washing and mopping
but the smell still lingers
I feel uneasy here. Anxious...
My body, MY Body.
It’s funny to think about when for the longest time
it didn’t feel like mine
Now when I trace my fingers across my...
I remember every time we went to see my dad
my mom listened to Mary J. Blidge
while I
looked out to the desert
and the white windmills...
And the heartbeat of the Earth keeps thumping. and thumping . And thumping.
And it beats as your heart falls apart,
but it keeps thumping...