Tell Me Again
Tell me how she released the first bout of laughter, how she is the first to call, and the last to forget
Half a Sister
Knowledge is only ever good in halves.
The Barbie Movie: A Memoir
As the screen jumped to the credits, we all sat still for a few moments to process what we had watched, what we had learned. I looked over to my best friend and saw that she was crying too. I rubbed her back and helped her up. The four of us went to the bathroom after the movie ended, and looked at each other breathing in a staggered and heavy rhythm.
Slow Death by Sacramento Heartbreak
I assumed that Sacramento killed from the inside out, but stumbling across the unspoken words might have just afflicted me with a crueller disease
Everything on my Table is Red
So I rip out the seeds, not carefully but forcefully, with the anger my father showed me, and the disapproval my mother would shake her head at during my upbringing
Appassionato
Let me tell you that I watched as his spark withered, how his fingers yellowed/How the bitter compulsion weighed his shoulders into dust/The wicked hands of time plucked at his skin, each layer of his dying epiphany
Morning Glory
Maybe the morning glories long for safety in a place away from the beatings of the sun, from the relentless downpours of the sky, from the hungry and thirsty animals, and from the prude, prying children.
Legacy
We must leave a legacy, a reminder of our purpose and all those who failed to hurt us because we stuck with those who heard us.
I Wonder if the Ocean
I wonder if the ocean remembers it all Or if my face, my story, my near death or my photos were all washed away like the sand I once walked on
Dreams In June
I faint into the warmth of the night, and in my dreams I meet myself again