poetry
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the morning nausea washes over and you fill my head, Heaven Brian how you inspire the tender air between your mother and i the explainable, common grief of “it’s too early” the excitement you bring us in your simple existence we swim in the others’ watery gaze solemn hope coloring our lips i love you,…
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the test came back positive and i gave it some thought right now, i’m only ready for a full-time job and the sky’s a bright blue that i understand – sushi for breakfast, coffee-cigarette routine interviews lined up, i don’t care for this baby – i can’t find this poem, the words to say they’re…
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i finish the last of the spirit, a bright future ringing in my ears i lick the final flame, take in sullen songs floating down airport way the air yellowing, cheeks damp i think about the baby maybe conceived as i watch the first day of school commutes – feeling the ache below my gut…
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i miss mornings to myself outside of a house smoking on the steps and naked in the kitchen – i’m 23 soon and thinking about money nanay had me at this age i’m mulling over the decision – to move out again without much funds i’ll be happy working and living – bite the bullet…
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i opened the music appi tried to unlock my lover’s apartment with itin my eagerness to behome…i went inside, i sat on the bedi opened my laptopattacked by the software, AI pop-ups. i killed itthen it was time to think of the ocean…i kept returning to a questionwhether i should give into being curiousmy friends…
