~ amnesia ~

Memory, it’s so faulty, isn’t it? Forgot how sweet the air sits against my skin here Not the birdsong, never that, But still it rings anew, like I’ve not heard it clearly until today Is it me? Have I changed? Or do we simply push away The temptation of memories that will us to stretch... Continue Reading →

~ survivor ~

I cannot stop hating my body. Fuck, how I want to be That proud, free, careless woman Showing it all without a thought Never apologizing for my skin My rolls, my lines, my folds And I’m not. I’m not there. And I want to love myself for that too To embrace and give kindness The... Continue Reading →

~ conditions ~

I want to take your heart Shove it deeply into my cavities Eat it with capers + lemon Tender, tangy, tart Just how I like my love Served raw, glistening in hurt Furrowed brows + living proof Possession, but only one direction You let me alone, I do me It’s the lone method of survival... Continue Reading →

midnight musings

Sometimes I wonder who I'm trying to reach when I write. Myself? People like myself? Someone to validate my existence and tell me I'm good enough to carry on? I'm not sure I have any idea. All I know is that I feel driven to share what moves through me, in whatever way I can.... Continue Reading →

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