I run
too quickly...
The smoke
looked fascinating...
We still play
hide and seek...
Thursday grabs me
by the chin...
I feel your loss
like two rivers...
they called
and asked...
When I stopped writing I
swallowed words...
I don't like myself that much.
162 centimeters of flaws...
If I had five minutes
to talk to you...
There was a time when the sky was blue,
the air was clear and the dams were full...
My heart is empty; my soul is divided.
I am but a hollow shell of my former selves...
It’s like the space my uterus was
is filled with confusion...