FAITH

A priest
builds
my release

and my prison--
a promise
of skin.

My body
saves its
sad audits

for arguments,
tongues duel
dissent.

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JUST

They know this place
pale and high
as three-four moons

Fingers punctuate
words graze
gaze speaks

Toes feral
curl
to climb

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DECISIONS, DECISIONS

When points tumble,
the world goes flat,
reach over the edge,
flip me back

Mirror mouth me kisses
still you can’t tell me, me
The answers are after all
Yes/no; A/B; may be.

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HERE...

Fear separates
reconstituting
as threats
making you hoarse
your voice shake.
Separates
into segments
like oranges,
reconstitutes
like dropped
mercury
(things quite bad for you)
I would chew them them out
for you


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COME HOME

(for A.D.D-L)

Sugared gaze

your tongue a key
then you
forget yourself

and implore me

or a oh god
you don’t even
believe in.

My heart pounds

Further down
(for now)
with the pulse

Of the universe

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Such As

Yesterday my mom and Big A both took planes. Big A for job interviews; my mom to go home. I started crying at the airport and didn’t stop till I went to bed early with the babies.

So yes, I missed and moped for my man and my ma, but despite the leaden, weepy way the day (and the weather) started out today--I felt less and less child bride/teen mom with each passing hour. (Needless to say, I’m neither child nor teen, but I think the two who took planes are sometimes guilty of treating me thus. Such as.)


Also, in seriously funny stuff--I’m going to see the Russell Peters show at MSG on Fri. YES! Big A got me stage-side tix and I’m going with P who is a childhood friend or cousin (yeah, only like about 26 times removed), but actually feels like my sister. (cough) Such as (cough). Man, I tell you--somebody gonna get a hurt real bad.

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AMMA

From across the oceans
and many days away
I can call your name
(Like this.)

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