writing from the in-between of healing & hurting, softness & rage, silence & scream; this space is for the ghosts i carry, and the selves i’m still becoming.

009 | poetry is what you make it

everything
can be read as poetry
if you read it in a soft voice
and with breaks
where the writer intended

to prove my point further,
i will tell you something

i am sitting
on the edge of the bathtub,
naked,
for shaving my legs
and taking a shower after

but oh,
if only you knew
about the almost carnal desire
burning me up from the inside

i wish
i could shit before i shower
because there is no greater displeasure
than having to take a dump
the moment you step out there,
fresh and clean

#poetry