We are marked from the day we are born in sharp blues and gentle pinks / branded with the hot rim of societies iron / On the subway a girl is yelled at by her father for being too loud and bossy while...
I always thought love was meant for picket fences and lawns
A place where residence is key and the key locks
But I’ve had that love, found myself lost inside of it
My mom always said, your nature is n...
I watch the way the moon bends
stretches around the earth
shining in darkness with its tinged edges
My life is stained with you
You leave your mark in every one of my edges
I will not be trapped in ti...