Friday Prose 12.6.13

Blood”One drop of crimson covers me”One dropIs that enough to cover meAll my dirt and liesSex and brutalityIs all that covered in bloodWhat pastWhat dirt and liesWhat sex and brutalityAll I see is loveLove the color of bloodI am so in love withYou“We do...

Friday’s Poem 11.15.13

UntitledOur cocoons areOpening upLots of thingsGiftsLossesChangesLike wings unfurlingStrengthened through pressureSlow cracksBits of light and airFiltering through mucusChange is wet sometimesStickySmells funnyUnprettyNot always for public consumptionDespite being in...

Friday Poetry 10.18.13

For the BabyBlessed by blood and bonePortents of a coming lifeDark days contractA beautiful harvest of life to comeI am not my ownI never really wasAnd youYou wereultimatelynever mineMy family is an amazing maze of triumphs and failures. Heroic acts and artistic...

Friday Poetry 10-11-13

Summer 2010, Washington, DC © Tiffany MoniqueTwo Weeks NoticeIf overthinking were a jobI was a Chief Administrative OfficerAnd hating my positionI had a beautiful officeIn a beautiful buildingIn the middle of a stormOf my own creationAnd I loved and hatedMy own...

Friday Poetry 10.4.13

DC 2008 © Tiffany MoniqueMy FamilyBeautifully awkwardEvery joint suppliesThumb, thigh, lip, hipFrom the grave to the skiesUgly drawers, pretty pantiesThat’s my family15 minutes of fameSix to zero degreesElbows, spine, ears, hairLifted hands and bended...