Tagged: relationship

in the hushed pockets

in the hushed pockets
behind the front teeth, the taste of
salt when the tears still

come after twelve years, looking
up at the five-day-old moon
.
20220205:2315
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most of the time, we

most of the time, we
carry each other without
much regard, under-

value the weight, why after
all this time, we still carry
.
20211008:2135
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year after year – here

between contractual

between contractual
hellos with the sun, the moon,
and stars are lapses

only documented here,
here, and there, marked by Xes
.
20210831:1821
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wearing a ring for

wearing a ring for
a sense of belonging is
as real as sporting

the latest lingo, accent-
less, and still waiting to be stopped
.
20210818:0838
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we lose track, lose touch,

we lose track, lose touch,
can’t find our way back to one
another, stumble

towards purpose, meander
for a meaning, hands growing numb
.
20210818:0416
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i am grandmother-

i am grandmother-
less, a feeling that carries
privilege at the point

of distinction, a state of
being struggling to be spoiled
.
20210811:0510
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at any given

at any given
moment, memories become
carbonated, rise,

rising, risen, until they
reach the surface of consent
.
20210219:0742
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some encounters leave

some encounters leave
bruises – accidental or
on purpose matters

less than whether the imprint
leaves an emotional scar
.
20210127:0143
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perhaps on the way

perhaps on the way
to better understanding
is filling in the

gaps. we can only help one
another through trial and error
.
20210124:1541
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