May 17, 2018
The world portrayed me as a square
waiting for me to fit into a box
so that the man in line can compare.
Look at you, not perfect, not right.
Don’t speak, shut up, don’t fight.
If I don’t say words.
If I don’t speak my mind.
When can I say it is time to find…
May 11, 2018
Life figured out you…
From the way the door whispers politely and quietly.
Life figured a plan…
When taps from neighboring droplets slash the bedroom window pane, ever so slightly.
Life figured a hello…
Speaking so vibrantly across your shining face, all nicely.
Life figured he loved you…
As he holds you every night, every day, and forevermore, so tightly.
If apologies were easy than
could put band-aids over a deep wound
We would have discovered
how to fix an arm
or even a heart…
If apologies were easy then
I would suture the wounds myself
knees kissing the dirt
as if I kissed your forehead in the morning or day
Trying to salvage every resonance of “I’m sorry”