you never cared for blueberries,
even when they were fresh, a deep purple...

Trigger warning: eating disorder...

This body talks and interrupts
- my peace...

My mouth hovers over this keyboard,
dissecting a hidden keynote...

I am becoming more bold,
even if I'm the only one to notice...

I barely remember today
or yesterday...

Suddenly,
I have this itching...

When is the last time that artistry has
exposed me for who I took the chance...

Created to reign,
A divine all-knowing God...

Whenever I smell fresh grass being cut
or lilac bushes budding their perfume...

We are both a distant flurry away
Enfolding solitude as not to sway...

i shower in the gray silence of
an autumn afternoon...