my love, i birth your world

[ this is from day 17prompt: body as friend or foe ] look around, dear, i’m expandable:these paper doll veins, much too thin but they’re filled with passioncoloured in every type of ink thick legs and dainty feet, plantedmarching on sturdy words—a stone thrown across seawaterfull of life and dissolved saltno surrender within these tidesyet …

i bare my bones

[ this is from day 22prompt: nourishment ] i.i am an expired motorcoughing up null exchangesand living in the space between my teetha craft project snapping like twigsunderneath all these line breaksin your speech nine months in and i’m all mass no energy, counting courtship flowerslike the calories in breakfastjust for a touch of perfection“it’s …

i hope we are enough

[ this is from day 29prompt: may flowersbtw. sweet peas as in flowers, and muscari are flowers as well... just to clarify.] you give life to all things:to scentless blooms and lilliesof the valleyand i feel like a vulturewaiting for you to paintmy world with muscari brushesas we fall underneath scarlet skies into a bed …

everyone is wounded

[ this is from day 30prompt: catharsis. ] i wake up drunk from nightmareschildhood fears slither incutting me open: sharp angles, a mess of stemsspine crooked, wasted bones on a rotten heartand dregs of strangers crown mewith jade stones: queen of the wickedmind of the sullied speaking prayers behind their teeth trying to sabotage meunder …

everlasting beneath my fingertips

[ this is from day 2prompt: april showers ] this story belongs to dog-eared paperbacks to coffee stained newspapers, theatrical romance blogs ‘cause digging graves and falling in love feels the same in dawnlight roasting marshmallows and watching bonfire ruins of us: a bombed towni am a disaster, kissing with a tired tongue i tasted …

when the party’s over

[ this is from day 23prompt: when the party's over ] we attend parties like the dead coffin eyes and age worn flesh wound like your love impatient and difficult to swallow around the opinions beating through your chestforget these stranger’s lips, this kissof stale pizza, peppermint and beerour reputations end here with promises of …

there is nothing left

[ this is from day 27prompt: the state of it all ] there is a sunrise at our windowas i walk barefoot into our bedroomdrenched in you and all your words spilled on the wallsnothing is ever fairand all those promises are stuckto the corner like moldyour suitcase by the doormy lovenote snuck between the …

static under my skin

[ this is from day 4prompt: anxiety ] zoom in on this picture:hair coming undone while the sky fades to lavender my coronation begins, i grit my teeth, bite my cheek—four stitches i got after you pillaged meafter you left an apocalypse at my feeti became a nervous systemwith creaking joints, head cut off with …

cracked smiles with laugh lines

[ this is from day 28:prompt: reflection ] i.i rise at dawnwrap my own hand aroundmy throat and squeeze until i sing a prophet’s song to overpass the boundaries of my recollections; merely an extinguished flamea half-hearted bystander, snuffed outby time: by what-ifs and could-have-beensi’m a sun creature with hollow veins and i tap my …

keep me in your basket

[ this is from day 25prompt: pick an animal ] i’m a cold-blooded metaphorhibernating through your wintercredited with the myth of your downfallthis criss-cross armour too thick to fold up pride stuck to the cornershard danger coded into my DNAand long-winded temptationslithers from this forked tonguevenomous sweetness speaking in confessionsthese sibilant consonants, subtle little things …