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your gaze is like diamond: cutting, brilliant, and hard to obtain
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my sister -
she never hears the universe
singing to her,
she doesn’t even know
it has a song;
i watch
the birds land on her
dusty windowsill and
sing – beaks agape;
lungs bursting with
life,
i write
each note,
nurturing the secrets
they bring -
the seeds they
give;
look, i say, look
at the flowers
Gaia has given us
but she turns her head away,
and the flowers wilt,
unnoticed.
(i keep growing more
out of nothing but foolish hope)
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all the words
taste like salt
on my lips,
although all the oceans
evaporated and stopped
throwing up corpses
long ago;
now all our souls
lie bloated in the
burning sand -
the sun beating
down on our heads
like a war drummer
that got lost
along with the
cause.
(there's a feast for the crows,
but I don't think they're hungry.)
Literature
Cannonade
When I tell you I am tired
I mean it in vague shapes
and abstract corners,
I mean I am drowning in space
and hanging in silence,
I mean I need you to reach out your hand
and offer to help me
but I don't know exactly what that means
because there is an abscess in my chest
and it grows and it molds and it infects:
an infestation of emotions
I can't name and I can't wrangle,
a self-pitying pit
that I, girl against world,
can't quite reach the top of
and you, a raptor enraptured with confidence,
swear the answer lies in a jar
encrusted with dust
shoved onto a shelf--
I must have forgotten about
holding my head up instead of hostage
picking my
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this means so much to me for some reason 