Meat bag

Woman Punching Red Heavy Bag

 

Anonymous said: you must honor other people’s feelings
I remember when my body was full of threads
scared to move lest I ensnared someone else
now my hands are guilt free
when I secure the knot
giving you the greatest gift I can muster:
forgetfulness.

 

 

 

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Ornithologist

I spent this year as a ringed bird
recording each place i went to
with metal wires around my thighs
another discovery, another shackle
a place I couldn’t go
in August I returned
to erase every step
reclaiming the map
while you
keep searching
the routes where I
once needed you
I’m learning to
walk through mountains
and should you one day
decide to follow
I’ll leave you a red cotton reel
next to my seal of farewell
so you may count every inch
of a life wasted
haunting ghosts

 

 

This piece of mine was published on Free Verse Revolution as a part of the theme “Redemption”! ❤

Encounters

Two Female Standing Near Building Structure

Hi!
(Oh gods, no.)
I remember your face.
(Flushed, gritted teeth, threatening to kill me.)
Yes, I’m doing good.
(Only my therapist knows what you did.)
I’m glad!
(You’re gone.)
I wish you the best!
(Trying to forget me.)

 

 

 

2017

Woman Holding Two Kitchen Knives

hunting
stray flock
red markers
emerald hair
an easy victim
woman, below 25, attractive
rather shapely back-end
shallow, girly confidence
Watch out I’m a writer I destroy
powder, eyeliner and rejecting stares
possibly suicidal
ejaculate on my scarred thighs
savior
someone’s cliché fantasy
cry
deflect
intellectual and irresistible
a woman young enough to be your grandchild
fuckable
why should I ever doubt my fortune?