Baby teeth ITSH Going 110 miles on the way to Grand River, a boy smiles at the thought of a sister.The doctor rushes you into that sterile room with instruments…
Joy is a new dress I haven’t had the courage to put on yet ITSH I woke up in a pool of grief, at some point it wasn’t new to…
Stockholm Skin
Blood of Lima
An agitation and a quieting
The shiny next link on a chain billions of years taught
My body is a word people are getting familiar with but not using right
I am holding a portion of the world
It is a firm grasp yet a gentle one
I am master of what I can manipulate
I stand and face the light
I earnestly walk towards it
I am nurturing the innate.
My body can’t be defined by your binary. My body says
why the hell do you expect billions of people to fit into two categories? My body says
I do not “have the best of both worlds.” I have the best of myself.