Resourceful.

It’s not about what you have done,
Or what you can do.
It’s not a thing that’s bound to reality.
Our unhappiness is bound only
by our imagination,
and our imagination
is limitless.

. . .

There is somebody living in my skin.

Everyday I wake up
and begin dying
there is somebody living in my skin
this wretched horror
rebels and riots
and it is winning.
Everyday I wake up
I wake up less
as this monster
phases out my habits
stops calling my friends
finds new modes of expression
and looks down on things
I look back on fondly.

. . .

That’s when the screaming started

It was nothing for me
to put on a face
and fit in
until
I realized
I now fit perfectly
in this hole
I’ve dug for myself

. . .

Feminism

It’s not late
but it’s not early
and the girl on the side walk
walks a little bit faster
than she would like
and that's all you need to know
about being a girl
in this world

. . .

No Choreography.

Everyday, I dance with the universe
to the same song
and everyday we hold perfectly still
the universe and I
as if waiting
for the rules to finally make sense
until one of us relents, with a sigh -
I'll lead, and you can follow.

. . .

Welcome to the Club.

In wonder, humor, or terror
everything I love and hate
leaves me breathless
including you.

. . .

Living loving life

I run, I laugh, and I weep
tears of sweat
that scream, I'm here
and I'm trying.

. . .