It’s 3:00 am and the flutter of your wing breaks open the cocoon of our tangled limbs. The quiet enters and we are again unsteady; Scarred by the song of the cuckoo bird that you can’t drown out and I still cannot hear. I reach out my hand, blind in the darkness, hoping to grasp…
Ballerinas
Yemi sat in the back room and stretched out her calves. There was a dull pain in the arch of her right foot, but she doubted she could get a day off because of a minor injury like that. As she stretched, she flexed out her foot, taking the time to examine her toes. Honestly,…
Rush
The calendar ink is not yet dry and the days have begun to blur.
02:37
Look only at me. Need only me And in return, I will carve Your name into my bones. I am yet to discover if this is love or Madness.
Cult of Ammit
What love, if not mine, could burn as bright? Against your skin it moved hesitantly. You were the clipped bird that taught me flight and watched silent as I plunged into the sea. You were the threadbare peace I found solace in, as rough heartbeats lulled me to sleep. At your hands, I forgot what…
Rose Garden
You seek a love patterned in roses that open and close to the eyes that watch as you twirl and bloom in crowded rooms. My love would strangle the buds before the first flower, pierce the flesh of wandering hands that would stop for a moment’s curiosity. You do wrong to search for freedom in a…
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