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:
“My mouth is a fire escape.
The words coming out
don’t care that they are naked.
There is something burning in here.”
― Andrea Gibson, The Madness Vase
Available on Society6
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
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
This piece of mine was published on Free Verse Revolution as a part of the theme “Redemption”! ❤
(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 wish you the best!
(Trying to forget me.)
My piece “Medusa tempts Eve” was published on Spillwords yesterday and it’d mean a lot if you stopped by and rated it! ❤ Shares are also very much welcome as always.
Thanks to encouragement from a friend I’m experimentally selling some of my art on here. Only a few designs so far but more to come. If you like my art please support me and check it out, share, rate, spread the word. Every piece of endorsement warms an insecure artist’s heart.
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
ejaculate on my scarred thighs
someone’s cliché fantasy
intellectual and irresistible
a woman young enough to be your grandchild
why should I ever doubt my fortune?