Morning With You
Cotton panties wrapped around my ankle
Exposed skin and messy hair
Tangled in each other
Like Christmas lights
I stir awake and
Your eyes dance behind your lids
You smile in your dream
As I watch mine
Soiled Testament
Dad held the weight of their vows in his hands. Until He couldn’t
Sleep with the weight of Her love in his bed
So out She slipped through his fingers
Into the Earth
Hoping spring showers would rinse away the mess
But this kind of pain is waterproof
Unlike the mascara running down Her face
While Her daughter tries to keep the yolk of mother’s heartbreak from drowning the dog
And now He recites verses on Sundays
As if ancient scripture could untwist His sins
Juicin’
We go to college
So that when life gives us lemons,
We can make money
But what happens when
The bitterness of “making it”
Takes away all the sweetness?
For sale, no returns, cash only
I used to be someone’s distraction
On layaway
‘Till they were ready to love me
At their convenience
But I am so much more
than a pricey gem to be kept on reserve
I deserve consistent love
Persistent love
Love that is as real as the hair on my head
Growing each day and
Apart of me
Intoxicate Me
I want to sip you like a fine wine
Stain my lips with you
Taste the earthy, the sweet
Drink you all in
Until I can’t see straight
Swirl you around in vivid hues of red
Swallow you up with my purple tongue
New Dawn
I hate to use Twilight, but it fits,
you’re the wolf who changed it all
I once felt like Bella Swan when Edward Cullen deserted her
My ex’s absence felt as heavy as that
Except Edward wasn’t ever a dick
And he did come back, because he realized his love for Bella was the only thing that mattered
Well I was waiting for Christian to come back
For him to realize that he wanted nothing more than to hold me in his arms and never let go
But you want to know something?
I’m not an idiot like Bella Swan
And Christian is no glimmering vampire
He just used me
To suck away my innocence
And I see that now
But it’s okay because along came you
This alpha wolf,
Whose warmth melted away Christian’s icy leftovers
He left me pale and broken hearted
But week by week you helped peel away the pain
Showed me you were hardworking,
A man of your word
And rolled with a pack as tough as you
With hearts of gold
So now I belong to you
To your pack
I am no longer a helpless lamb
I am a wolf now
And I can’t say I miss the vampire life
It was all artificial
Shiny but empty
And how can I miss something so cold
when I now have something so warm?
Vegetable Platter
My makeup says I’m a soft beige
My shampoo reads curl quencher
Yet my almond eyes still search
In the mirror for racial reassurance
Because I’ve been told
My hair is too wild
My skin is too light
To be that of a Latina
I think people are just confused
Because they see me
And I don’t quite seem to fit
into my predetermined racial mold
And I know
Ignorance runs in the water here
But being branded white
Doesn’t seem okay, because
Although I identify as American
And nothing else
People still try to categorize me
By my skin and hair
By the food I eat and the clothes I wear
And being adopted into a Caucasian family
I wonder why I even care
But I think the mass dissecting of people
Is artificial and unfair
Because at the end of the day we are all the same nationality
American
When can that just be enough?
What difference does the ethnicity of my blood matter?
Are we a melting pot
Or are we a vegetable platter
Separated into groups
My hair is too wild
My skin is too light
My almond eyes still search in the mirror for racial reassurance
And that doesn’t seem right
The Mystery Of M 