I suppose this is what I meant to write all along.
The Addie Family
we strap beaks around our ears breathe in herbs like potpourri the air isn’t safe without it and I haven’t seen your bare cheeks in months, in weeks your eyes glitter from behind plastic lenses meant to keep you safe from me me, who you once said was your only PPE talk to me through […]
capable of new experiences
eschar vs echar de menos
I find this poetic, however, I don’t feel like writing a poem about the difference between you and me between English and Spanish between one letter “s” and the lack thereof between taking out the trash and filling it up between neglecting and rejecting between loving and leaving between physical pain and an emotional change […]
Outside, leaves are falling and my excitement is rising.
I’d rather write about fish than think about you
the chocolate loaches are out early tonight making arcs in the water like banners serpentine shapes that would give Lil Cobra nightmares, despite her snake namesake you don’t like how I write poetry after disagreements, after fights I don’t like how you drink to be drunk, no matter our social climate on principle, I buy […]
keep me (posted)
Caught in a daydream.
when I close my eyes, sometimes, I am back in his bed, those early January mornings my alarm sounding at 0545 and my love, still fast asleep, tightening his grip around my waist my first thought was I don’t want to leave and my second, his warmth calls me back to sleep but I would […]