Tonight I will write poetry benea

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

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

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,

You found me when I was sick at h
but now I am human
Please find me now,
For I am in a different universe.
It took me an entire lifetime,

It’s raining and my thoughts are s

Strawberry blonde fingertips
Her hair like star-trails
A child beneath her skin
Bones aching like the shadow of yo
Thunder crackling through the sky

I’m watching the wind as it settle

It’s been two years since I’ve le
I’ve allowed your dirty memory to
My mother asked me why I don’t dr
I told her that it tastes like you
I started singing again,

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

No one ever told me, this is a tra
I was shedding my skin as the tree
My hands were painted red and the
My own voice became unrecognizable
I’ve tried to crawl out of my skin

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

I sat on the edge of the earth,
its soul caressing my shadow
Fighting for air to stay inside my
And I whispered to the ocean,
That I hope you will Remember me

I am trying to rip open the sky th
Hurricanes feeling more like home
I miss not feeling at home. I’ve
I’m trying to open you all, to ope
For 11 days smoke danced out of my

I sat on the edge of London, peop

November wraps her hands around my
The color of your silence fills my
I am sorry. I am sorry that my bo
But home has become a place I do
This poem is a firecracker spittin

4 days deep in January’s throat an
My breath has become even shallowe
When I promised myself
I wouldn’t forget how to breathe a
I remember the days when my bones

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

You slept with stars inside your c
Your skin a product of the moon’s
You had flowers spilling out the c
my tongue every time we kissed.
I will never forget the first time

Your body was like a lunar eclipse
But until then, the sky remains un
And until then, I’ll miss you alo

It was a chilled december night, t
It was a warm August night, the n

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

I saw you for the first time in 19
I searched everywhere for you, exc
maybe I did not want to find you,
maybe I did not want to know how m
right here.

From young we are taught how to sp

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

These walls feel so heavy around m
The wind wrapped her hands around
Goodbye has leaked from my tongue
My mouth, is a hurricane,
I am trying to keep calm.

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

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

The heart is a playground, a crawl
Don’t touch me
Don’t touch me,
Why aren’t you touching me?
I know that’s what I said but– fo

I walked hundreds of miles with s

You were happy,
You held the world between the pal
The ocean tied around your neck
But it became too heavy
And you had no where to put it dow

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

Letting you go has been like ownin
and having the moons fingertips di
Watching you go has been a fire in
An ocean tattooed to the palms of
that had to be drained empty.

Living inside a kaleidoscope ribca
Listening to the sound
of my own voice I hear
thunder crackling inside my
hands hold oceans,

Darling your flesh is painted crim

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