I hold in my handsA letter from you -Words on paperNot read -Heard -Hearing, hearingNeeding quiet -I fold by half And yet by half again -Your words piling upon themselvesTumbling -Sliding together -Tighter -Folding and folding -Pressing away from me -Meaning lessHearing lessCurves and lines of words fold  Lines fold into curves fold into lines fold into curvesAnd at lastFold into quiet.

You misunderstood,  That's not what I said -Was not with my mom - I was out with friends -You misunderstood,I said I'd be late -And we didn't confirm,I miswrote the date.This is all you and your issues of trust -You always blame me,When it's really your fault.Your blame of me,When it's in your own headIs frustrating and keeps us from moving ahead -Your behavior is reallyKind of abusive -You never believe me -You force me...

Wobbling tables,Dusty blinds,Mushy apples,Parking fines -Scratchy tagsand frizzy hair,Plastic bags whose handles tear -Having to outrun a bee,Having to wake up and pee -Coupons where you must buy two -Finding dog sh*t on your shoe -When you can’t complete a sneeze,Eyebrow hairs too short to tweeze -Linty clothes and robo calls,When your shoe box tetris falls. Perhaps these gripes might more appealshould Julie Andrews sing...

The vampire tried to bite me, in a dream I had once -Instead, he bit my finger.I woke up with my heart pounding -My finger hurt. The vampire was someone I adored -He glided through my days like a slim, dark silhouette -He was always quiet – quiet, I thought,Because he was elegant and reserved -Quiet, then I learned, because he had no soul. I tried to kiss the vampire one night -We were standing outside in damp and cold ai...

Adolescence I love you more each day I live -I’ll love you till I die -  My heart and mind are overflowedWith thoughts of you and I.Thoughts of love and laughter -Your hair, your eyes, your smile -The way you move, the way you kiss -Your voice, your charm, your style.I love you, don’t you know it?Do you think of me at all?Can’t you feel me loving you?Do you care for me at all?Do you know each time I see youMy love stops s...

Insomnia Listening: carsListening: clockListening: pipesListening: thoughtsListening, thoughts Take them away, carsTake them away, clockTake them away, pipesListening: thoughtsListening, thoughts Pushing back carsPushing back clockPushing back pipesListening: thoughtsListening, thoughts Try again, carsTry again, clockTry again, pipesListening: thoughtsListening, thoughtsListening thoughtsListeningthoughts

I dropped an egg on the kitchen floor - the floor must have been uneven, for the egg began to slide towards me, slowly. I thought it was chasing me. I got scared, and ran away. He always ordered eggs for breakfast. Every day I sat and watched him eat. Sometimes, I would eat too. Sometimes, he would give me something from his plate. But most days, I just sat and watched him eat. Every forkful was perfect. Each, the same si...