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“You’re so big now”, can hide many thoughts that run through their minds.
Piece by piece you start to dissect me with insecurities,
Like an old puzzle that slowly becomes unsolved?
Another celebration overflowing with presents filled with scars throughout my body,
Guests share their piece of mind like the heavy frosted icing on their slice of cake.
Read Morei.
The ocean hasn’t stirred
in two months.
We’ve been watching
one another.
Read MoreI wore you on my sleeve, but
Mother warned I’d outgrow clothes
Long after they’d outgrown me.
And here we are—
Dimly lit skies; dark horizons in the dead of night.
This road on which we stand and spar
Has grown us both, and now will starve
My dreams and every sleep will host its feast upon my feeble mind.
I memorized each crease
On concrete slabs that laid and now will play as
Steps that walk on me.
And here we are—
I see the stars, and yet you focus on the black that lies between.
You once said my flaws were petty fragments;
Now those flaws are canyon-wide gaps between
Who I am, and who, by now, you thought I would have been.
Leave and I will stand here on the street
To watch you march along this sphere
Until you walk back into me.
And here I’ll stay.
My mother dyes her hair on Sundays,
takes the steely grey out of her curls.
All the gleam that framed her so strikingly,
flooded with a youthful blackness,
a fresh shade of ‘carbon’.
Read MoreI made a home out
of abandoned promises—
bricks balanced on bone.
We are an inverted roof
—a flood waiting to collapse.
