She stared at the
unreachable heaven...
I'm tired
more tired...
No pain meds for me,
he told me, I want to know...
We were so young,
with our minds so clear and simple...
No matter where you are- how far you've gone
In the same way, you'll find a mournful dawn...
Matriarchal led
only mammal that can't jump...
Will you remember me
when I'm gone...
Though you are only 28 next week,
you are riddled with cancer...
Nine in the dark, hundreds in the light,
Why, I ask, do we cry at the first sight...
Im sorry for my insecurities,
If they disturb you in your sleep...
This isn’t a poem about renunciation. It isn’t...
for introverts on how to vanish from a room full...
I am a squiggle of imperfection,
a reality that bites...