Overfull

 Waking up from a dream of being unable to breathe, a longing for air having forgotten how to draw breath, I am wracked  Chaos clarifying in the space of an hour, becoming still so I can look down and see the intricate life below the surface of the water  The rain which filled my mouth… Continue reading Overfull

Just Like Her Mama

You say I’m angry like my mama You say I need to work on that But what you’re really saying is  You don’t see what there is for me To be so mad about You’re confused why I would up and leave You say I’m impossible to appease Like your half-hearted sorries ought to have… Continue reading Just Like Her Mama