Cishet Boy: a poem

If you don’t tell me what women are like, I won’t tell you about men. It isn’t that you’re good “even though you’re male,” and I don’t date you “even though you’re straight.” I date you because you’re just plain good. Braver than me, kinder than them. Can’t we hold hands - can’t I say... Continue Reading →

nightwish was my jam: a poem

Thumping base and opera, the talk of nomadic mystics on fire content to be shut out. Those fingers of timbre and rhythm reached through my chest and spread into my lungs. They planted seeds that grew into trees and filled me up. Included in the excluded, in the crazies and dreamers with passion eating them... Continue Reading →

Fib : a poem

I’m a girl of lucid dreams but no hobbies. I’m a girl with a body that lies. “Fix me!” says my posture. “Educate me!” says my pop-culture gaps. “Show me a good time!” says my quiet evenings. “I like-like you <3” says my uncomfortable smile. Meanwhile, all I want is to go back home to... Continue Reading →

Ice coats the world: a poem

aching halting refreezing wrestling the sea into a headlock of subzero submission. Only dreamers wish it would melt only sharks break it on purpose. Too much weight in one place causes angry cracks a chain reaction. That’s why I lie prostrate palms, forehead numb and flat spread for punishment. Then maybe my fists won’t be... Continue Reading →

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