floating

floating

when i finally grow tired of begging

 

i dig my fingers into the dirt

 

feel the deep pulse of the soil

 

the earth puddled with blood and tears

 

roots grow beneath my kneecaps

 

gnarled and ugly

 

but stronger than i used to be


 

i still wear my body as an apology

 

skin taut with what i can’t control


 

sang of love and it came out screaming

 

held my heart under my soles

 

i tied the knot floating in my gut

 

left lightness to the birds


 

i wish my skin could wrap around you

 

fold you in my organs

 

i’m always missing

 

the answers to the easiest questions

 

after all this time


 

i thought i had perfected the art of starving


Fall 2017