lost thoughts

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These are words that spill from my hands, spontaneous uproars I scrawl on receipts, napkins, skin. Pieces of my mind, I collect, a museum of letters to myself-- the archives of my life-- timeline
scrabble. Take what you will, forget what you want. You won’t always make sense of me, I don’t always either. Thanks for your eyes. for hearing and seeing me. I see you.

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hello there

Submitted: May 11, 2018

-- hey, I’m jaye. That may or may not be my real name. These are words that spill from my hands, spontaneous uproars I&nb... Read Chapter

clara

Submitted: May 11, 2018

| clara | Sitting across the girl in the shawls and stripped skirt that hangs off her body like fluid Her blonde hair-- the moo... Read Chapter

tuesday in december

Submitted: May 12, 2018

You lost me in the rubble of your words  Clawing through ruins  Searching white stone with red hands  And broken ... Read Chapter

parents

Submitted: May 12, 2018

. wedding rings .  You have eyes but do not see me, your shallow blue iris’s show no recognition of my face,  Like we... Read Chapter

after school self sabotage

Submitted: May 12, 2018

ADICT Self destruction is blood on the lips, a gateway to hurt; iron taste of bliss to the anemic, addiction to drawing the skin aw... Read Chapter

daggered

Submitted: May 11, 2018

November 24, 2017  << Dagge... Read Chapter

past life pictures

Submitted: May 12, 2018

  Past life >>  Looking at pictures from when I was a kid. Hung on the walls in chipped frames, frayed and dogear... Read Chapter

run way

Submitted: May 12, 2018

  """ RUN AWAY """ I want to run away from this life. If only it where that simple.  I want to pack a pillow cas... Read Chapter

goldens

Submitted: May 12, 2018

It’s odd how we still refer to that which we’ve lost in present tense.  Like “I love dogs, I have a golden,” even though s... Read Chapter

tear$

Submitted: May 12, 2018

//  I wonder if my eyes will run out of tears Until my mind is as dry as a great desert  Unable to feel again  C... Read Chapter

daughter

Submitted: May 12, 2018

don’t tell me when to speak and do not pull my collar,  I will not heed or sit or stay  So don’t you even bother.&nbs... Read Chapter

medusas

Submitted: May 12, 2018

The girl at the desk smiles over me. Dry eyes, peeled open like something of a lizard. Half expecting a forked tongue to slither betwee... Read Chapter

snippets

Submitted: May 12, 2018

And i still type in hassled words in the dark, splices under glass, under light, a microscope of my mind. The yarn that has replaced my b... Read Chapter

to you

Submitted: May 12, 2018

your stress lines are more than mine,  deep wrinkles creased in soft palms  short but graceful fingers,  that smell ... Read Chapter

Bathtub

Submitted: May 11, 2018

November 27, 2017 BATHTUB ****   ... Read Chapter

snail trails

Submitted: May 11, 2018

  S n a i l T r a i l s   My eyes roll back into my head—  a frightened horse— as my face waters,... Read Chapter

float

Submitted: May 11, 2018

  floa t    Hot brands and boils on my skin Acid eating me away  But eating is not the word  ... Read Chapter

blue blankets

Submitted: May 12, 2018

  BLUE BLANKETS I am bathed in sadness,  blanketed in blue. It pools under my eyes,  Sockets swollen shut fr... Read Chapter

smile, love

Submitted: May 12, 2018

// I woke up last night to the moon. And the silence. And the sounds inside the silence. The white noise that wafts through my open win... Read Chapter

the day after birthdays

Submitted: May 12, 2018

10/28/17 Hot brands and boils on my skin Acid eating me away  But eating is not the word  For a disease that makes you ... Read Chapter

April 2018

Submitted: May 12, 2018

fleet****** It is raw sitting in the grass. Cut cut my legs, a snail without a shell. I feed into the ground  Hugs me back, ... Read Chapter

boys

Submitted: May 12, 2018

i do not know you, but know me i do. We wear the same reflection, atmosphere of bending parallel, the magnetic dance of a kaleidoscope,... Read Chapter

that one night i slept on the balcony

Submitted: May 12, 2018

i sit under the moonlight, on the balcony. no boys to throw stones and climb windows like the movies. no gentle, sleepy girls to lie and ... Read Chapter

to the poem eater:

Submitted: May 12, 2018

I sit upon your bed, the space you sleep at night, an irritation of false vulnerability— a crack of pity through which I seep into your... Read Chapter

cocoon

Submitted: May 12, 2018

only we can understand how much i have struggled living within you,  cocoon of human, screen of skin. i have crawled from your c... Read Chapter

NIGHT

Submitted: May 12, 2018

_.*^^ NIGHT ^^*._ night had swelled around us like a gaping black sea, i felt slowly sinking into dark. but i was not frighten... Read Chapter

coffee shops

Submitted: June 13, 2018

COFFEE SHOPES coffee shop stares-- scare me  i am not part of your secret society  of outsiders--  the balance o... Read Chapter