going to do this
the moment she left,
the winds shifted from a loving breeze to the icy 8 degrees of an empty house and a lonely fireplace.
experiencing heartbreak again, for I am home, but home is not home without you.
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When I am with you, I am home
Laughing until I am snorting uncontrollably; crying sunshine straight from my heart
When I am with you, I am the best of me
Paint smearing skin with colors of streaking chalk; splashing naked legs in cold rivers and lakes
When I am with you, the world is alive and exciting
When I am with you, my entire body bursts with happiness
When I am with you, we are pure love in every way.
April 1, “Things we do, and things we should do more often”
Eat chocolate mouse and steal salty tortilla chips off your plate
I should have asked for a bite of your panini but I didn’t
Bundled up on a cold spring night with a can full of red paint
Splatted with spoons on a blank wall: MOG and LANDY with an unpredictable face
Dripping onto a cat smelling a flower at the bottom of our mess
Strolling across campus with ease, away from our quarantined building
Fresh air freezing our fingers covered in dried peeling paint
If somebody asks us what we did we’ll tell them “that’s our secret,” and give them a look that says we’re pretend murderers
Smoke a black & mild, wine flavored, down to the plastic, sitting on a stone wall, staring at the mountains, covered with fog.
The white lights shine through the dark trees, floating in a cluster like a small universe
The forest casts shadows, overlapping and frozen in silence
While the pond lets out little bubbles from the bottom of the polluted slime.
I wonder what it would
Be like, to live in a
World without societal restrictions.
To be freed from
Expectations of who I
Am supposed to be,
How I am supposed to
Act.
Let my hair grow long like
Weeds or chop it
All off with a pair of scissors.
Run as fast as I can with
A kite full of color, streaking
The sky with rainbow fabric.
No worries of losing my
Voice in a patriarchal
System.
One of our society’s oldest Disciplinary
Principles, that being hair,
Is about to be challenged with a
Razor.
A bald head is not a new hairdo, it is a
Statement that says “I am doing this for myself and
No one else.”
Never again (or at least I will try,) shouldÂ
My own reflection of who
I am, actually be an image of who
You want me to be.
I am not a claymation to be formed, but a
Powerful woman full of fire
And I will liberate myself
From my fears.
I loved waking up from a really intense sex dream to your body pressed up against mine, arm around my waist—snoring in the air.
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