Tag: embodied poetry

• promises

  you could say

  hi pretty girl

  and i would look for who

  you’re speaking to

  certainly not this rib cage

  playing the song of

  hollow bones

  buried

  too much flesh

  bulging

  fabric too tight

  all wrong

  she’ll tell herself

  i’m  all wrong

  w a i t

  for words of kindness

  they do not come until

  aged hands from

  older me

  grasp my tiny fingers

  whispers triumphantly

  “you are not all wrong

  you are everything

  you are wonderful

  wonderful”

  

  2026.04.08

• water me

  threads of being 

  curl through every cell

  of this body

  arms   chest    heart

  opening like a flower

  crying nectar at the 

       sunrise

  penetration of light

  both

       pleasure and

            pain

  

  2026.04.07

• will you accept this payment

  tended the garden of this mind

  brains weren’t  extraordinary

  I cling to the title:

  gifted

  press the label onto my shirt

  hand lingers above my breast

  delusion

  the tag tied round my toe in the morgue

  it’s all I ever was…until, you know

  I wasn‘t

  plummeting grades, marks don’t matter

  blackout nights, herded by strangers

  bra stuffed with money

  and tear-stained fights

  this body became

  the sacrifice;

  payment on the altar of

  expectation

  color me surprised

  you roll your eyes

  not impressed

  tell me this

  is it enough yet?

  

  2026.04.03

• is that word alive

  AI trained on human souls

  yet their words taste like

  pink plastic left

  in the sun too long

  I’d like to think I can tell

  when words don’t have a body

  like scraping the knee

  on the playground asphalt

  or bumping the funny bone

  or drinking water underneath

  scorching sun

  

  2026.03.27