my hair is natural:
my coffee-colored curls,
my crown, my pride and joy.
in history, our curls weren’t acceptable.
they were straightened,
damaged,
burned off, to be
“accepted”.
in...
On the 5-7-5 syllabic structure of the haiku
It can be hard to
Find the exact sequence of
Words that fit in it
On the things which make a haiku a haiku, properly-so-called
Haikus are supposed
To...
you may be
imperfect, impatient,
insatiable, insistent
entitled, persistent,
but, o my love,
let me ask you this:
what are you more of than mine?
mine to behold,
mine to be held
by...
Stressed out about school:
Impossible tests
And failing grades causes me
To feel like nothing
Hanging out with friends:
Laughing about stuff
Being together makes me
Feel...
teach me kindness, teach me love;
try to touch it, keep me gloved.
you wonder why i won’t look your way;
you don’t deserve the light of day.
cut the rose before it blooms,
strike...
you filled a void i didn’t know i had.
i didn’t know i needed you so bad.
i don’t even know what i want right now;
to be friends? or into love, should i plow?
perhaps whichever direction...
When we returned from exile, I arrived to receive
Not restitution, no respects paid, nor recompense — O, but
A mass gesture of dismissal, something cynical-naive
Reform which rang, we're told, as...
born of righteous, proper love,
raised to emerge as a dove.
her truest self tucked down below,
he hates her and he doesn’t know.
the blade plunged deeper into skin,
she didn’t...
Mirror, Mirror,
In my room:
Who's this eerie
Face of gloom?
With empty eyes so sunken
And a cruel, deceiving grin,
He's the face of anarchy
When my weaker side gives in.
He whispers...
whisper to me how you love me, my dear.
won’t you tell me how you care?
tell me that you really want this, my love,
that’s the only way that this is fair.
i ask only for a small...
1: The First Night We Met
The first night I met you, the cold winds were unforgiving. The trees danced, rapidly swaying back and forth to a violent beat outside my window. You approached me, cold and...
french
mon être, maintenant, c’est pas le mien.
dis-moi la raison pour laquelle tu viens.
et dis-moi la raison pour laquelle je suis
si conciliante avec les mots que tu dis.
dis-moi la...
