poetry:emotions
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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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exhausted, all this socializing is dizzyinggrout packed in the spaces of each word spokenlike the alleyways between tall, looming buildingsit is thick with stale smoke and dumpster smellcraving, irritatingimagine falling into the concrete, submergedthe shadow packed alleywaysfingers above the gray, beaming at the skygrasping at the sunlight searching for me
