Forensic Examination of a Murder Case

our love didn’t die quietly in the night it was a drive-by shooting the kind where a casual word becomes the one bullet that tears through the wall and into a heart that had already stopped beating should the rifling be inspected, your name will be written in grooves and divots the casing burns blackContinueContinue reading “Forensic Examination of a Murder Case”

The Harris-Benedict Principle

the walls are faded with dreams she could never quite let go her bed sprawled with pale limbs and whispers in the dark sodium stains on her pillow-she flips it over, a blank slate echoes rattle in the cavernous space between costal grooves she ignores it in favor of the quadratic curve of her stomachContinueContinue reading “The Harris-Benedict Principle”

Joan of Arc

a civil war of short skirts and combat bootsstomp through this body like a battlefieldthe mirror reflects the slip of curves and gendered expectationsthere are days when the proud line of cleavageis a well-honed blade of fierce femininityher curves are a study in aerodynamics; a dragon is born to flythe rouge of her lips andContinueContinue reading “Joan of Arc”

The Legend of Diana

I’m an Amazon built from the bones of my own broken body sometimes I can’t speak but for screaming a gaping wound for a mouth that calls for war thorns knot in my gut until iron-stained salt coats my lips a reddened smile that used to beg but now only bites the talons of myContinueContinue reading “The Legend of Diana”

To Those Who Hate My Mother For Her Choice

I am the child that was never borna fledgling bird nestled in the egg of my mother’s wombwhose flight feathers hadn’t even grown in before I was returned to the earthmy mother’s choice had me fading back into the skythe carbon of my cells once more turned into starsbones exhaled into the wind that driedContinueContinue reading “To Those Who Hate My Mother For Her Choice”

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