Category: Poetry

Put men in pink to shameBecause pink is the color of femininityLike it is less than masculinity Put women in violet to shameBecause violet is the color of widowsLike they’re less without men Not my motherShe put violet on herLike an honorProving feminine is power — Barks on her,“Oh, how will she survive raising two…

18, 19, 20You start countingNot realizingThe world is burning 18, 19, 20You’re constantly ragingFeel everything’s opposingAs nobody’s understanding 18, 19, 20You go for rebellingSociety’s pressuringWhat’s good about conforming 18, 19, 20You choose isolatingThe crowd is maddeningThey’re always buzzing 18, 19, 20You’re much questioningSimultaneously denyingYour body’s confusing 18, 19, 20You begin desiringBut fear of lovingYou think…

I no longer know what silence is As I have this condition called tinnitus It makes my ears ringing when it’s quiet But I know silence is the language of the ghosts Ghosts apparate in many shapes Like the one, I met beside my bed (is a child) He told me what silence is like…