Tagged: abuse

there is something so

there is something so
unappealing
about riding
around in your
mercedes – the
sickly smell of
the leather interior,
the aimlessness of the
rides, and the sudden
shifts between
baiting, berating,
and boasting
.
20200609:2006
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our bodies are made

our bodies are made
to hold down
secrets.
for some, it takes time
to build up
tolerance.
for others, it comes
naturally, with no
perceived limitations,
no instinctual need
to purge.
but bodies are
mysterious, and some
secrets, overwhelming.
it’s a draw on which
will break down first,
risk harm, balance.
beware of
slurred speech
.
20131030:0854
y

we are born

we are born
unequal
– the young
man being verbally
abused by his
mother on the
train is not the
fourteen-year-old
girl being
intimately
questioned on the
sidewalk by her
social worker is not
the sweetheart in her
mother’s doting
arms is not the
college-bound
boy learning to be
brave on his
own – we are
born unequal,
and even then,
none of it
is for certain
.
20120807:0907
y

don’t let the way

don’t let the way
they see you
wrap around the
way you see
yourself – words
wriggle with pleasure
into serpents, and
shriveled things
are just that
.
20120509:0845
y