Lessons on How to Be Okay

You, my first love with your padding to my room to draw
a mural with me, with my three-years-behind-yours fine motor skills.
Green easel- hodgepodge I never erased.
You, with your independence, hero-power, and readiness,
senior trips and friends I always joined but never made.

“How was it letting the class freak be on top?”Read More »

Enemies

You don’t want to lay down, but I won’t let you up, so you arch,
throw yourself, scream, dive, and you hate me,
but I pull you to myself and calm your body down.
You tire out and wake slightly, give me side-eye like you trust me,
as I slide you to your crib as seamlessly as I can,
deep-breathing in your ear until you’re
long-lost. And you sleep long enough to little more than
recover, sit up in your bed and smile, start whining for me.
I say, “Come here,” and you stand between my thighs,
happily rest your head on my leg, and you need me.
I pat your back. Soon you change your head to my stomach.
You’ve forgiven me. Oh, you see your friend has the doll you like,Read More »

Mirror, Mirror

There was a little girl I knew, with vibrant, dancing eyes;
A slender, graceful, little girl, with skin pulled taut that shined;
A careful, hopeful, spirited child with hair that flew behind;
A princess in a castle soon locked up, constrained, confined.
…Just trying to understand her land.

Mirror, Mirror, On The Wall,
Are skin-thick walls too strong to fall?
Mirror, Mirror, On The Wall,Read More »

On Love and Appetite

I don’t walk around in euphoric affection-
I know I love my body because I love to know
my body.

Why it’s dry and when it bleeds, and if the seizures are going to stop,
what it likes to regulate towards.

My body knows what it’s doing; It has desires and needs.
I’ve faith in its imploring eyes, and it trusts me to oblige.

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