The exact equation

You know what else is funny? How the ache is so strong, you think it will never go away, that something set so deep couldn’t possibly fade. Then later comes along. At some point – later – you no longer feel what you used to feel.  And when you think about what you came through, you can’tContinue reading “The exact equation”

Women like me

Well-behaved women seldom make history – but they make for lovely girlfriends and wives, wouldn’t you say? Forgive me. There’s something bitter on my tongue today – in my fingers too. The burnt taste and feel of men like you. Wanting a piece of women like me (but never the whole) … So many times I’ve apologised (even now!) for resisting the border ofContinue reading “Women like me”

Something permanent and waiting

I’ve never been one for belief. Preferring, since I first found words, the question. But you suggest an answer now. Something permanent and waiting. As if there might be gods and fates whispering, a place and time of return. I would know you anywhere. In a room filled, or across vast, empty spaces. Even when I’m not looking for- … I somehow seek toContinue reading “Something permanent and waiting”

When I wanted to stay

I’ve been here. Shoulders squared, bag slung. Do you know how many times I’ve walked away. Often, when I wanted to stay. I left you, once. When I wanted to stay. I’ll leave anyone or anything, don’t you know? It won’t ever be that I love you more. Than Sunday mornings and 4pms. Than sinking in and settling down. TheContinue reading “When I wanted to stay”

March

One foot in front of the other, my sisters. One foot in front of the other. I’ll be there right beside you, every step of the way. *Poster Art: WOMEN’S MARCH ON WASHINGTON – JENNIFER MARAVILLAS* Know your history. Know her story. Seek out Audre, Alice, Maya, Gloria – seek out all the incredible women who speak bone deep, beautifulContinue reading “March”