Poetry

You, like sugar, I desire

You, like sugar crystals, shine in the light

You, like sugar, make me high

And you, like sugar, make me crash

How am I supposed to know

what love is like

when I'm questioning love itself

when I'm questioning me

the world

this point in time that has

rubbed the fear

frustration

anxiety

into my skin

Usually my poetry

sucks

and it will often be horrible

but that may just be my poems from

3rd grade

where we were learning online

and no one had any secrets in their family.

There's a haze out in the meadow before the cattle graze,
settled slow and clean and shining like a glaze, 

the cattle move on in as the dew begins to dry,
the haze clears up fast like a tear in the eye.

smack crack whack 

the clinking clanking sound of hammer hitting anvil

the hiss of a fire, the crackle of the coals

Congratulations.
The future is here
The world is at your fingertips.
Literally.
Swipe left for love.
Swipe right for loneliness disguised as company.
Scroll down for breaking news.

Patter, patter, boom

The sky is torn and shredded

The night is crying

As a teenager I am expected to conform.

Even though people tell you that you should be distant “stand out from the crowd” the second you do they tell you “what are you doing?”

Purple paper ripped out of my notebook 

you're beautiful in all the ways 

it says in my purple fountain pen 

I taught my sister how to hold the pen 

and she wrote me the note 

Can you remember

Who you were

Before the world told you

Who you should be?

__________________________

i was too much

for you

someday

I’ll be enough

For someone

You’re perfect just the way you are,
but here’s a serum for that scar.
Love yourself, embrace your face,
but first, some contour 

you know, just in case.

This is for everyone

Who has criticized

The body 

Of a child

Today 

An eleven-year-old girl

Is sitting in a hospital bed

Because she can’t eat a meal

Without feeling guilty