I wripped open my chest only to fi
The stars sang songs to me while
I miss being a star,
My skin is not made to be human.

This past October I have found th
This past October I have found th
I still have ashes on my spine whe
the last night you ever burned me.
This past October I have learned

I can hear everything gone–
Your footprints stamped into my mo
I’ve held this month in the pit of
I am sorry, I am not silver.
I am sorry, this is not what you w

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

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

Be crumbled, they said. It’s okay
[my father had copper hands and I
These people they’ll look for you,
The water flows in front of me lik
My fathers words sit in me like th

I took off my skin and I handed i
[you said you only wanted me for w
you wouldn’t take it so I stitched
but It no longer fits the same.
I mouthed the word stay across you

Sometimes I wish I could stop the
sometimes I wish you could underst
I already know.
Your words molasses-thick stuck un
the pads of my knuckles peeled bac

They asked me why my hands smelled
I took the wind and clenched it be
It’s a funny thing, irony.
They asked me why I keep myself s
Maybe I’m too hungry. Too curious

I don’t know how to leave this pla
My mouth is twisted into shapes of
burning, my hands raw;
yet I don’t know how to stop touch
The skin on my fingertips has fade

Dear one day,
My hips are turning into tidal wav
Dear yesterday,
I found your sweater behind my bed
I’ve yet to tell you how your abse

Sleeping, aching, tugging the skin

When June falls down around your
Wash the abandonment from your hai
Grab fistfuls of language you can
Wrap your tongue around any boy’s
It doesn’t matter if his mouth tas

You and me, beneath a plastic tree

So many misconceptions of boys wit
I spent the past three nights list
trying to scrape your name out of
I hope one day I will outgrow my
the body everyone says looks just

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

There’s a girl out there with blue

You’ve taught me not to love with
your heart will always be worn on
I didn’t love with my palms open,
the songs in my veins playing out
I used to wear the planets like br

Tonight I will write poetry benea

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

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

Darling your flesh is painted crim

I’m sorry for what we have been, f
I’m sorry for this brave false sen
even hope becomes tired.
I’m sorry for this empty love maki
empty promises,

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

Most people are born homesick.
They leave the home their mothers
Most of us are born homesick.
But then we hear our parents carve
We hear their voices fuse together

Sometimes I feel like despite the
Sometimes I hear the ocean crying
but you always tell me
to just wear longer sleeves.
I can not cover my bones any longe

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,

The flower in my soul,
Shes beginning to whither away
She has spent her life
Making my body her home,
As her body had been mine.

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

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

It is now the 5th of October, the
As I fumbled around inside this e

I fell in love with the sound of t
It reminded me of the firecracker
when you told me,
you could no longer be home to me.
I touched the backs of my hands,

When the night is silent and the s
What color is your soul and where
When you listen,
The moon howls louder than the wol
Where are we going anyway? Were a

I’m laying with my back to the oce

Your figure against mine, white no
create friction,
as our bodies
create silence.
Beauty.

I pulled out the monsters from ben
When you asked me
to tell you what was on my mind, I
I asked you,
what it felt like