our safe haven

a gust of wind filling my lungs with flowers ipilling over like the sweetness of your caresses a picture of honey painted on my velvet skin i sometimes forget you once wanted me i have to remind myself that i come invited i’m used to the sound of doors slamming on cold tile floors and…

the deceit of butterflies

my biggest fear is realizing i was wrong all along trusting too much has always been a fault of mine i ache all over like a fever from childhood i never learned to get over it’s the colors of a painting too tough to describe warm like songline butterflies that creep through my veins they…

“Love Letter” to Belgian Hot Chocolate

CW: colonialism and exploitation you showed me love like no other wrapped me up with your blanket warmness and it was only slightly scratchy the richness that tickled my throat settled in my belly then broke me open like a hot spring was you, hot chocolate picked cocoa beans from ghana, ivory coast, and congo…

not knowing the difference

it’s easy to confuse desire with love just as easy as forgetting when to give and take getting lost in the threads that bind our insecurities to the sleeves of others haven’t you ever watched the sunset for an eternity? locked body parts like a pretzel sweat and fingernails moving like chalk on a board…