Poetry Rec: “Mad Girl’s Love Song”
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
Read Morei made liking Sylvia Plath into a personality
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
Read MoreBY CHRISTINA ROSSETTI Why were you born when the snow was falling?You should have come to the cuckoo’s calling,Or when grapes are green in the cluster,Or, at least, when lithe swallows musterFor their far off flyingFrom summer dying. Why did you die when the lambs were cropping?You should have died at the apples’ dropping,When the grasshopper […]
Read MoreYou don’t need to exploit your own uniqueness.
Read MoreRead this before bed. Dream of abundance.
Read MoreReading this felt like biting a mango. Did you like it? How did it taste?
Read MoreListen, Edna St. Vincent Millay is my bisexual Aphrodite poetical muse.
Read MoreYour clear eye is the one absolutely beautiful thing.
Read MoreIf the moon smiled, she would resemble you.
You leave the same impression
Of something beautiful, but annihilating.
If things happen
the way they are supposed to
my mother will die before me.
She cannot be not beautiful, but she is
starving. Each day she grows thinner, and her bones
grow longer, porous.