Spaceship

We often joked about dying in a spaceship together Blasting off above clouds That looked like cotton fields Toward the woman in the sky we both fell in love with And wrapping up our wanderlust-filled adventures With the most exciting one of them all Our eyes have cherished the moon At her most brilliant moments…

Sand

I’ve been counting the grains on this shore Hoping we can share just as many seconds With the size of this beach We should have all the time in the world But I can’t seem to keep you or the sand From slipping through my fingers SWD 07/2019

Rebel Child

My father always Wanted daughters for they are “Easier to raise” But I’ve always been A rebel child as proof of What chaos we make SW 05/2018 Updated 07/2019

Dawn

On your front porch Where intolerance cowers below a rainbow flag We sat around an ash covered table Listening to a symphony of lively songbirds Sharing cigarettes, tea and sleepy glances Your eyes still struggled to awaken And you hair stuck up in a few places As if it were stretching towards the sky And…

Beneath the Moon

The grass was dewy And cool against my skin The wind danced away With our smoke clouds The sky was black Except for the one light We came out here to see The moon hung high Full bodied and brilliant I kissed you beneath her glow Spring tides were not The only waters disturbed That…

A Million Pieces

I would break my own heart Into a million pieces And scatter them across oceans Let each shard drift as far as it pleases Just to keep you from fully possessing it again A few may find their way back to you For they’ll never quite shake the Stockholm But I’d find comfort in knowing…

Damp

Your body pinned to The wall of the bath while I Kiss from lips to lips SWD 07/2019

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I am scared I am astonished I am anxious I do not know who will open the door I hope it’s one of you I hope it’s both of you For now I’ll wait patiently While things are sorted While emotions are tried on I’ll wait and wildly anticipate Inclusion and acceptance I worry about…

Scars and bumps

All my scars and bumps Are from days when I was young Unafraid to make mistakes To scrape a nose or knee But I have not made a dent in quite some time For fear of adding to the canvas Already covered in mistakes And uneven skin tones And stretch marks And blemishes When did…