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FORTUNA

12.17.19
bending over backwards
head behind my spine
until my face hits the floor
this busted lip is as much
sadness and rage as
you throw at me
with the arm of someone
who doesn’t care who she burns

~ admin

SUGARDADDY

12.11.19
i’ve got the wrong person on my arm
too many lights and the smell of piss
where white people press their faces against glass

get me out of here

~ admin


BIRD
12.4.19
there is magic in you
some type of universe making
lists between yawns
to live in dreams and waking life

~ admin

CIVIL WARS

12.2.19
i don’t know when i became ashamed of them
the man too loud, too high pitched
he doesn’t listen
the woman to selfish
too gluttonous
buying cheeses and fine meats
she lives in consumption
not wanting them near my truth
arms length
you’ll never really know me
you’ll never know Eden

~ admin

CIVIL WARS
11.28.19
what the fuck is wrong with me
i love them
then i don’t
fawning over someone new
like they can keep me
my attention a
wriggly span of mayhaps
some flavor of never satisfied
he’s more woman than I’ll ever be
voice pitching princes
she’s more statue than i’ll ever carve
teaching a potato to dance
away the average
space died in the 90s
grow up

im fawning over my godmother
fat and happy and yet not
bickering over some uncooked turkey
i could be civil for you
grow your garden
make your flower
bloom

born in the wrong era
now i know what eve felt

~ admin

DANCER
11.27.19
you call me collected
sweet boy
i live half in pixels, half in reality
when i tell you im mostly chlorophyll
i mean my brain has been rewired
by frogs in the amazon
jumping to new neurons
poisoning fear and all that’s
in-congruent
feel this water?
remember this dream
you lived it.

so easily dismissed a reality of other
more real than hussle bussle
keep this seed
water it
feed it heart songs and thought bubbles
beyond this threshold there is purity
a way of life
washed away the way water took you in
too me
too you
it’s nothing but synapses
you can train
to only stop at the right station
if you allow

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DANCER

11.20.19
petulant, showmanistic, fragile, feeble,
compromising
inefficient

like, like, like, like, like, like, like
the ring around your neck
slowly untying
raw – the way i like my knees
what good is rice
without a little spice

~ admin

FOOL(S)GOLD

11.19.19
on being burned

she lit torch to flame and my body turned to fuel
letting aesthetics sink in kerosene
i am ember singing skin and comfrot

this isn’t the first time
nor will it be the last
let every earthquake feel like heartbeats
reminding me why its always worth it
to shake
in hardship, betrayal,
there is deeper pain that this

let me tell you something
i have made it my mission in life
to flaunt these burn blisters like fucking badge of honor.
watch how they sizzle and burn my skin
then watch as i tend the wound of an arsonists’ shameful heart.

see, forgiveness is not a privilege
it is a warm bath after cold days, socks on dry feet after rain
the first drink of water on thirsted lips
damp cloth on blistering skin

it is our right.

im in pain
i am burned and scalded
it is not the first time, nor will it be the last
but i will always hold my candle to that flame
and thank it for being a light