Tag: together

Thank you, come again

Your white skin against mine feels cold, foreign, it feels uninvited. Our lips touch, I resist. Shake my head and cry but you insist. They always say the first thing that goes, is how you talk. I was forced to speak your language, but yet, I spoke it with the rules of mine. I begged you to stop, but my third world accent said ‘keep going’, so you press harder. Slowly but surely, your saliva drops my ‘H’s and it changes how I use my ‘R’s

Beautiful

Once in a room filled with small talk, I caught you making a joke to yourself. And as the straight faces slowly faded into the background, your sly smile took the main stage. Yesterday I heard they were selling tickets worth thousands for front seats.  

The First Time

 “It hurts only once” my mother told me, “the first time, then the pain goes. It’s how we’re built.” It was a mid summer night and the baton of womanhood was being passed down to me, as it has been for generations.

Fəˈmɪlɪə

The sun heard me blame you and call you a monster then it tag teamed the moon, who held me as I cried, guilty for what I’d done. With all our fucking creativity, neither of us could dream up one good reason to stay together.

Que Sera, Sera

The people around me have looked loss in the eye – lost friends, family and even themselves. And if after all that, they can sit here singing so carefree, I start to wonder which future I’m so worried about.

When I close my eyes

You haven’t changed a bit, I think to myself, you’re still the 20-year-old kid I fell in love with whereas I’m a 65-year-old grandmother full of wrinkles. You smile and ask me if I picked up food for you on the way home. I try to explain to you that I didn’t know I was coming to see you today, death doesn’t come with a phone call

5 AM

I thought over and over of how I would tell you that not all people are the same, they don’t all hurt you. I’d hear you cry and tell you how vulnerable you sound in that moment and how vulnerability is what makes us all human.