PinnedMember-onlywet and stickya poem it leaked out of me like the pus of a wound that had been picked at too often. so i kneaded the sticky mess between my thumb and index finger greedily. that’s when i learned what trauma could do to the body; how it will devour you. how…Poetry2 min readPoetry2 min read
PinnedMember-onlysoara poem it’s okay to mistake a butterfly for a wasp. or a hornet for that matter. you were not trained in the hunt. your folks only spoke of the devouring. taught you it was best to be coy and hide in your hands. it is no wonder you didn’t spot…Poetry2 min readPoetry2 min read
PinnedMember-onlyjuntosa poem i have no lies or half-hearted promises for you. so i must tell you that my chest is blooming for me, for you, for us. bloom for me too. i can offer fresh water, fertile lands, and faithful hands. let us grow into something unforgettable. …Poetry1 min readPoetry1 min read
PinnedMember-onlywhite-knucklea prose i thought i loved you in september. i believed this way into december. i embraced the frost like it was a warm bath. i did so as a testament of my love for you. i hoped you loved me back in may. you said you liked the way…Prose2 min readProse2 min read
PinnedMember-onlyheartburna poem i have to leave you behind to go forward. but, now, i like you. sometimes, i even love you. i have grown to tolerate the aches you bring. rolling your name on my tongue makes my teeth shake. i have to leave you behind to go forward. but, now…Poetry2 min readPoetry2 min read
1 day agoMember-onlytammya poetic prose mama, every morning i think of you. i know i will continue to think of you until the day my soul closes the door on this life. these days i imagine you in another life. in this other life, trauma does not coat you on the way…Poetry3 min readPoetry3 min read
Mar 16, 2024Member-onlyemmaa poetic prose the women in my family have always had nice hands. my childhood is filled with memories of feminine hands weaving stories mouths would never tell. as a young unbaptized jehovah’s witness, their hands would keep me entertained during hours of religious talk that went over my head…Poetry2 min readPoetry2 min read
Mar 9, 2024Member-onlyambera poetic prose my little sister shot a hole into my heart; despite her sturdy body, it propelled her entire being so far away from me, i could hardly see her. her face seemed so serene as it happened, like she had dreamed up this moment for years. i wonder…Prose2 min readProse2 min read
Mar 1, 2024Member-onlyantranéa poetic prose big sister, i need to say- i am sorry the change came too late. that you did not get the version of mama you deserved. i am sorry you come from a sadness i can never alleviate. that i can not give you back the lives you…Poetry3 min readPoetry3 min read
Feb 1, 2024Member-onlydóndea poem when did the bull-fisted bitch leave? i cannot tell you when the girl arrived in the first place. where did she come from anyway? i sent her back to her father’s disapproving gaze, and there she will stay. when did the whimpering weakling leave? i cannot tell you when the girl…Poetry2 min readPoetry2 min read