You ruined me. How could you? You’re my mother. You were supposed to be strong. Not me.
If I should die before I wake, don’t cry, For that was what I always wanted…
I am a plummeting plane. I see the clouds go past, And I close my eyes, sometimes, But I still feel where I’m going. Sometimes, I feel that
Touch me for real. Touch me in your mind And all over my body With your chapped hands. Let your eyes undress me.
I can’t cease to think about him. His bitter way only warms my heart… He frightens me and excites me. He always heightens my senses. He makes my heart hurt.
What if your face was a poem alone… I bet People would read it and cry, And some would feel inflated afte… Because they witnessed something
I cannot bring myself to cry. I can’t decide if this is a curse Or a blessing.
I remember how I cried When they cut down Our tree.
Shambles: They hold my life together. I’m shredded into slices, Trying to hold it whole, And I wonder if anyone
What you meant– What I meant When I said, “I love you.” What you meant to me Wasn’t what you said
I cried out to God, And There was silence.
Courage was not letting your broth… But preferring to die From their snide remarks Which shadow prejudice’s unkind da… What happened when they grew up?
Wait 'til Michigan comes. I think I’ll wait 'til then. Think I’ll wait 'til I hear my co… Hear them loving me in Michigan. Think I’ll wait 'til I swim.
God, thank you For darkness, And fear, And death. Thank you
The grass was dewy. You carried me on your back. I could feel your heartbeat Through your shirt. I wanted you to be mine,