A taxidermist, he fills my body With stiffening thoughts To keep me from running away.
you almost forgot that after it happens, friends abandon you all at once without a word everyone at the same time is too busy or
my step mother said she’d feel nothing if she were raped her daughters turned away from her my mother said something terrible happened
he found me there summer seven, undressing into a sequined slip from ‘30; left me big red bites like the bees outside.
I was not the target I was collateral damage and still my heart beats extra as I write this story
Hey, new girl. You do yoga, right? We oughta have a staff art class. Get you to model naked. Shove an apple in your mouth
I’ve contorted my name Into basic syllables Cut off my rolling r Like demolition to mountain tops To suit your tongue …
We speak of this over decaf coffee, over countless afternoons as the sunlight simmers, as the shadows stretch slowly like a cat across the carpet…
Show me a man who has never pushed when someone said no Who has never covered up violence Who has never sheltered an abuser Who