Searching

by | Aug 26, 2017 | Poetry

I went searching for my sex As if it weren’t always with me Foolish girl First in tight clothes I saw it in a boy’s eyes Heard it in taunts laced with adolescent wishes I went searching for it Then I thought despite the clandestine guilt one can only find...

Without A Story

by | Jul 29, 2017 | Poetry

I was born without a story. Well, according to them I was. The girls saw prey. Saw me, and decided to feast. They said I had no story, and therefore was fit for devouring. I was an outsider, and I was content. But then someone told me to come in, but her voice smelled...

Grandma’s Way Pt 3

by | Jul 16, 2017 | Poetry

  I practically floated home on the strange idea, or hope rather, that I would somehow be whisked into her window to the kitchen table, where magic would ensue. I would sit there like a seven-year-old, and my legs would swing from the chair as Grandma would make...

That Fire

by | Jul 10, 2017 | Poetry

  You got that fire I can’t even breathe It’s that good burn pushing Pulling fire out of me Let’s push back Hot flash Iron strike That sharpening bite And out of nowhere Beauty is in the air All because you came without fear The room temp...

Grandma’s Way Pt 2

by | Jul 8, 2017 | Poetry

  “Is it you?” I heard in my summer dream, a few days after I saw Grandma’s eyes on me. I’d been walking by her window for months. I’d never heard her voice or even caught her attention so far as I knew. I never saw her eyes. I...

Grandma’s Way

by | Jul 1, 2017 | Poetry

I saw her on the way back home from work. Everyday. Just walkin’ by didn’t make me anyone special, but I wondered about her after a time. Sometimes she would look at her arm, or perhaps it was her wrist. Sometimes she was sippin’ something. Coffee,...