Tag: poems by me

• Angst

  I know you’re upset

  But here

  I carved a space

  In my heart

  Meet me there 

  We’ll have tea

  Not too strong 

  So we can still 

  go to bed early

  We’ll talk about the 

  meaning of 

  Our matching fingerprints

  You scribble tears on your face

  With blue crayon

  They fall, rain from your cheeks

  Splash into your cup

  Allow me to drink it for you

  It’s been long enough

  You don’t have to do this alone

  

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  2026.04.09

• 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