Familiar, Familial Border

When do unattended-to childhood patterns Turn away from shame and Toward intentional tools of destruction Requiring only a whispered demand to be  handed the bleeding heart’s supply They count on your sadness to Fill their bottomless cup of gladness And before you know it You’ve been punched in the eye Swallowing excuses, like in generations…

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My Own Sugar Daddy, My Own Pimp

Some sex workers Are independent, self-employed Negotiating the game With the forgotten, or unenjoyed Wide lens teaches Wisdom settles into bed “Every partnership has its jail” Beneath the sheets, this soul does not shed It wins them no money Instead a kind of sustenance Sugar-coated power, control An energy here, in abundance Emotional currency Not…

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Lopsided Truth

truth shifts to trust with one required base pair reassignment. … trutH; drop the grand Hoax shush the lies to self and other sink back into your primordial slime reorganize, safely within your self-made cocoon. truSt; add the ultimate Sacrifice to give up who you are emerge with naked wings exposed trusting-self to know, who…

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PISTOLS, STAMENS, AND SPIKES

“The only way is to hug the cactus.” Her inebriated lips casually spill over his black denim-ed lap. “I guess this means you must hug me,” he speaks. “With each puncture, you will learn to breathe. My intent is not to hurt you.” {I am certain he seeks to not collapse into breath} She hears…

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A Sapling’s Tears

I carry an anthology in today’s everything bag. I pull it out while waiting for the next thing: coffee, the nurse to call me in, the bus to come, the sky to fall. Reading it exponentiates shared stories, raising internal voices, outing me into the crowd, the transport, the enshrined clouds. I find myself glancing…

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Silent Breakfast To Go

Whiskey sour. Whiskey sweet.  Wisk her heart. Beat her  Eggs into an om Lette her devour it From a thirstless hunger. You know best, After all. And yet, She knows enough Not to run on An empty storm   Ache.   __ photo by samane mohammadi on unsplash. om, n., a mystic syllable, considered the most sacred mantra in Hinduism and Tibetan…

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TICKLING CATASTROPHE

image from 1944 film Gaslight, starring Ingrid Bergman and Charles Boyer,  source: “What Does Gaslight Even Mean?“ __ can I stop by?I need a needle and thread to sew on a button. can I stop by? I need your advice. I stepped in. I had to.can you believe he would hit is own mother? can I…

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