Tonight I will write poetry benea

There was something heavy about th
Or maybe it was the way it didn’t
I wear October on my forearms lik
That I can not take off until it
I have finished the words that tri

You don’t remember what her mouth
No you don’t remember what her per
the night she called you by your b
the kites under her skin,
pulling

We have become something bones can
A child sleeping in the crook of h
Memories dripping down our splinte
You were always something too far
Even as I slept in the crook of y

The silver in your pulse ran throu
Golden,
your breath was bursting with frec
I painted pictures of the copper i
Home was always a word I was neve

You are the flinch my heart makes.
I miss the way my name sounded in
I miss your laughter, even as it s
I don’t know where you are.
I think you’ll always be right nex

There were sharks in our mouths
This is what November tasted of;
Blood and not knowing you were an
Pulling out stitches, maybe if I
You told me you were leaving and

Sitting on the palms of my wrinkle
Swimming in the cracks between my
Spinning, below the sinking sky in
There you are.
The lines on my palms hold years

The cold winter night buried itsel
the feelings they never made words
I always wondered, every time I l
I then remembered with an ache in
that your mouth always tasted of t

I woke in the middle of the night,

My mouth is a field of strangled w
the next time I opened them to rid
My limbs are made of star seeds, p
And I was out in the night dancin
I sat glowing upon this world I o

I’m laying beneath layers of blank
as if trying to capture you inside

I guess I had a million hopes
I guess I had hundreds of expecta
I suppose I grew a house for you
Inside my bones
Without asking

For the lion under my skin, who ro
For the heartbeat under my chest t
For the feet I feel walking acros
for the feet I feel tugging at the
I am sorry, I am just not ready t

You loved me when we were stars in
you floated so far away from me, b
I felt you in my chest.
You loved me when you were an ocea
I’d fly so low,

He held his knuckles against his s
My mother told me ever since he le
there has been a hurricane inside
She asked me why I thought love f
My mother drove me to the train st

Funny how the ocean sounds differe

Thirteen years
I’ve lived with you in my body,
thirteen years
you’ve grown inside my bones like
and made a garden of stars inside

You were all thunderstorms and oce
You were all wildflowers, grown fr
and dream.
I remember the color of your skin
I remember the sting of your hands

Last night I slept with my spine
A home I had longed for, all my l
So I gathered up these feelings,
What it’s like to feel.
I can still recall the things you

She woke up with you in her bones,
I still feel you in my bones god d
on your hands as they held mine, a
The roads under your veins held st
I’m running home to the same thing

You held my hands when I was too
All I knew was that I liked the w
You watched me grow, and you grew
Like I was a night sky you filled
When people asked for my name I f

In my 19 years I have figured out
I have not reached the merit of em
I have not learned the manner of c
I have not obtained a medium for d
When you ask why my voice shakes l

We carry in our bones the vanilla
We carry in our veins the knowledg
We carry through every life, the m
but it’s not untill that life is o
I’m a dreamer first and a writer s

Blue skin tapered to the backs of
The winds fingers wrapped around t
I heard the wildflowers beneath yo
I dreamt of your skin like freckle
my voice cracked like sparklers on

White noise, bleeding through the
I am not ready,
I am not ready to let you go.
Still she pulled, she pulled you a
The ocean moving under my body

Underneath our skin we shine the s

I hope one day you can understand
I’ve stopped laughing. At least i
You asked me why I never showed u
Family reunions aren’t the same.
Your absence sitting on everyone’s

Will you still love me when my bon
I will open my chest
I will open my chest so that it sw
maybe then I can feel whole again.
Silver hands on my spine, your fir

Last night I closed my eyes and d

I’m watching the wind as it settle

My soul is painted sapphire,
as I run through the fields of sun
your shadow running beside me.
My soul is painted sapphire,
maybe because,

He told me, through the wind in hi
I let the chill of winter that wra
They never told me it would feel t
I handed my soul to a crowd of peo
I was told by a boy with golden ha

Theres gold on the tips of my lash

To the one who calls himself home:
You let me live in you like a clou
When you left I named you worthle
Cup your hands at the base of my t
You told me you loved me like the

The first time I held a firefly i
I thought I could hear its heartb
The first time I held a firefly i
The smell of smoke and people’s mo
patching up the gunshot wounds you