Tag Archives: poems

Highlight

The girl who is not one for words keeps them tucked in her back pocket against her lower back, pooling star glitter into milk dimples.   Her hips, thick, full…

Satellites

When I was at that club called The Heat All blinding lights and booming music Florence + The Machine was playing And for the first time, a man took my…

A Lesser Storm

I tell myself I’m not in love since the butterflies died, and—in the distant dark— a lightning bug signals her way as she climbs up through the hot air this…