Away

Emaciated
bones and need prominent.
I mask it in the voluminous clothing of patience and silence until
…

Emaciated
bones and need prominent.
I mask it in the voluminous clothing of patience and silence until
…

I found out today that my beautiful, 17-year-old niece
Has been cutting
Up and down the sacred arm
…

Our edges are torn unclean.
Our toes are jammed full of the earth we’ve trudged —
the clammy swampy river and the soft hot sand.
…

He pulled himself away from me
like the medical tape I had to use
for months after six painful knee surgeries
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Emotion
like San Francisco fog gliding over foothills
rich,
…

that’s not entirely unlike psychosis,
difficult to distinguish if what I’m hearing
originates from the inside or the outside.
…

If he is in-between worlds when
his hand grabs my vulva without invitation,
is it still a violation,
…

My friend came to me today
invoking the “client confidentiality” clause.
She needed me to be therapist for an hour
…

You vulnerable
offering up surrender
in linear practical terms
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It was easy, then, when you were only 2-D,
to keep you safe in your container.
No tools required to maintain equilibrium —
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Desire,
vulva, plump and pink,
throbbing beneath my clothes
…

Join me here in the abyss – in the fecund depth of knowingness,
The deep blue-green of the great void
where words fall into and are lost forever.
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