sometimes being awake feels
more like a dream
than being asleep
open eyes slowly awaken
to the insanity of our race
humanity
looking, we devour art;
words, images, songs and stories
of the
insatiable ache in every foot
and every drop of blood
that makes a home of this
celestial rock, suspended by
gravity whose strings are
pulled by holy fingers
that pry open seeking eyes
to unspeakable horrors
and indescribable ecstasies

the universe exists inside every chest
when new light is shed on tiny
truths, before unseen
they blossom into realities
unabashed and weighty

Cost benefit analysis

I'm the kind of woman
whose love only ever means more
than it seems, not less

When I peel off my clothes
letting them tumble to the floor
I'm also peeling off parts of
my skin, so you can admire
the depths buried beneath
when I wrap my legs around you
I wrap pieces of cardiac muscle
around you too, telling you
"don't disappear too soon, you
might take something with you"

It took me so many years to realize
this wasn't weakness, but strength
because lying on your back and
letting people sow seeds and falsehoods
inside of you is easy
but tearing yourself open so
sunlight can grow those seeds
into oak trees and beauty
is excruciating

When I stop for a moment
and dwell on how much you
take versus how much you offer
me, the kind of man you are
can never be enough for
the kind of woman I am

And since you're an accountant
here's a cost benefit analysis
from a poet
having a weed like you in my life
Is too costly to my flourishing
grove of trees
to let you keep dwelling there

You are vast enough
that the truth you know
can be equally as real
as the ache you feel
you can bear both
fire & ice
sustaining all elemental
states and stations

You are vast enough
to be utterly shattered
and completely whole
all at once
though the tension
seems to be tearing you apart
it's really stitching you back together

feminist rant

i can be demure, if it pleases me
barefoot, pregnant, made-up, if it pleases me
i can be sweet & polite, if it pleases me
i can double-check my sources,
laugh at myself, smile, dance,
kiss (with tongue or without)
cross my legs when i'm sitting
in a dress, yes, i'm capable
if it pleases me

but i will no longer do these things
to please anyone but myself
if i'm being the kind of woman
you prefer when you come around
i'm still doing it for me because
i don't feel like dealing with
your bullshit
if what i want happens to
coincide with what you want
congratulations!
but don't for one second think
that i'm bending for you
because the only people i
am willing to bend for, to break for
would never ask me to

Southern Blasphemy: part 1

Big hair & bigger gowns
wedding causing debt that drowns
brides with the frugal-est of minds
I'm not interested
in the kind of
stress a white dress may require

People will say I'm just bitter
and better think twice
but thinking twice is what
brought me to this conclusion

$20,000 is not an investment
worth making if it returns nothing
and lasts so few hours
Celebration is a spirit, not a price tag

But at the end of the day
I'd rather be alone
the rest of my life
than connected to
the wrong
human

People will say I'm just bitter
and better think twice
but thinking twice is what
brought me to this conclusion

Sunrise Poem

Her song rises from the depths
of darkness
light begins to
peek its gentle fingers
from the edges of
her holy lips
lavender beams grow warm
the sweet & tender
notes fly slow & mournful
towards the
horizon of her throat
emerging from her soul
the golden orb of sunlight
bursts into the morn

Dragoncita

There was a time
When leaning into you
And growing towards the sun
Were synonymous
But one day
I realized they'd become
Antonyms
And I had to walk away
Because I need the sun
More than I need you
Because I need to be me
More than I need you