• sevenwords commented on the post, shock 2 years, 4 months ago

    i am in shock
    i just wanted to write the words across the page
    not jolt my way down the stairs
    each of my legs is a filament
    can you see the way my hair stands on end
    as i look at you
    my fingers coil into cables and jam themselves into any available sockets
    the friction between my clothes makes a sparkling crackling sound

  • sevenwords commented on the post, loading 2 years, 10 months ago

    loading her boxes
    into the back of the truck
    the skin between her jeans
    and her shirt
    is visible

    raw and
    pale

    she drops a cardboard
    prism onto
    the pavement
    and it

    unhinges itself
    papers and pictures
    splattering everywhere
    like paint

    her face and the faces
    of everyone she
    loves
    flapping on the
    concrete

  • integrated
    its martin luther king day
    so i doubt this is a coincidence

    making blacks and whites combine
    we do not create gray
    but a gradient

    its is not about color blindness
    but color mindness
    color kindness

    we do not want to erase
    we want to see
    and respect

  • sevenwords commented on the post, stardust 4 years, 9 months ago

    stardust
    sprinkled from your fingers
    i look up
    and it is wiring down around my
    head
    ringing it i place out
    my palms
    catch it
    catch it
    like snow flurries
    it is all that i see
    coming tumbling down
    as you wiggle your
    fingers
    and
    laugh

  • sevenwords commented on the post, leveled 4 years, 9 months ago

    i am sitting on the beach
    staring into the sand
    and thinking

    with my fingers out palms down
    i level mountains

    (the waves crash in out
    slow and monotonous,
    a kite sails above me,
    the froth rises to my toes)

  • sevenwords commented on the post, headband 4 years, 9 months ago

    headbands

    i do not wear them
    because they make my hair look weird

    much more suited for english
    schoolgirls

    once my brothers friend
    helped me brush my hair

    put it up she cried
    chastising me
    i told her it would not look good

    she gathered it all back and elasticated
    it with a snap
    oh you’re right
    she laughed

  • we lost our jobs
    with each other
    i no longer walk up the stairs
    and you no longer grill me constantly
    you are done
    your job is cut
    slashed
    we did not have the funds for your upkeep
    or the
    patience

  • sevenwords commented on the post, fort 4 years, 9 months ago

    building a fort
    to keep you out
    and keep us in
    against the cold
    we wear our fears on our
    fingertips like spikes
    to prick the skin of our frosty
    enemies
    inside we breathe life
    rosy cheek colors under the
    snow

  • what an odd thing
    to sit and touch your skin
    in the darkness
    to unravel you slowly
    with my fingertips
    and feel the warmth creep up my bones
    every pore in my skin
    is open
    and my toes
    they wiggle

  • the centerpiece glistened
    under the stares darting across the table.

    She opened her mouth to speak. But the words would
    not come. Like a leaky faucet she dripped
    incomprehensive syllables that were
    not understood.

    across the table
    someone rustled
    in their chair

  • sevenwords commented on the post, trails 4 years, 10 months ago

    i leave trails of hot breath on the windows
    and when you take a shower the steam illuminates
    them as they are just
    that shade
    lighter

    when i trace my spirals on your skin
    you say i leave marks
    and you can feel the path
    my fingertips have wandered

    as you watch me walk away
    you leave zigzags on my back
    and i can feel your…[Read more]

  • sevenwords commented on the post, caramel 4 years, 10 months ago

    sweet and sticky
    you drip off my limbs
    like caramel
    encasing my arms
    in sickly sugar armor
    giving me
    cavities

  • sevenwords commented on the post, sympathy 4 years, 10 months ago

    sympathy

    i am sorry
    dear sir
    but i cannot find it
    i am looking under the folds
    of your skin
    and behind the sockets of your eyes
    but in the purplish blue gray greens
    i am just losing myself and i cannot find your
    sorrow
    though it lurks around your ears
    dank musty moist
    i cannot find it in-between your toes
    or on your teeth

  • sevenwords commented on the post, brave 5 years, 1 month ago

    brave
    am i brave
    when i lay my hand
    across your chest
    and i can
    feel
    your heart
    beating
    hungry
    hun gry
    hungry

    whisper me words
    in silver drops
    that will fall down my
    follicles
    and make the strands
    stick to the side
    dripping
    with you

  • sevenwords commented on the post, cloudless 5 years, 3 months ago

    a cloudless sky
    is hard to come by
    a darkened sky
    that holds all lies
    between its black and
    gaping teeth
    it seems exposed
    but look beneath
    the clouds are not the only things that hide
    below the stars and
    wind that glides
    that holds the whispers
    that softly-speak
    it whisks it all
    away

  • sevenwords commented on the post, motivated 5 years, 6 months ago

    motivated
    to fail
    o win
    to score
    to fall
    being motivated to fall
    working to fail
    to float and teeter down
    through space
    the idea of striving to be slow
    is almost something
    unimaginable in
    todays society
    the idea that you could work for random
    and space
    why is glory always a highpoint of standstill
    and not a state
    of
    motion

  • sevenwords commented on the post, active 5 years, 6 months ago

    actively i hate you
    passively i don’t
    i just dawdle in my glares because
    what’s the point of wasting
    my ounces of energy on you
    they are hard earned
    and hard spent
    dislike is a calorie counter
    it eats away at you and
    chews and chomps your
    sides
    your legs grow thin
    and your eyes
    tired

  • sevenwords commented on the post, compete 5 years, 6 months ago

    competing for the prize
    my thighs are skinnier than yours
    your eyes are bigger
    my stomach flatter
    your hair blonder

    why is it a competition

    i don’t want to compete
    i don’t want to be friends either
    but i don’t want to compete

    in competing there is more pain
    than there’s worth

  • sevenwords commented on the post, trooper 5 years, 8 months ago

    you’re a trooper bud
    you try really hard
    so hard
    and everyone loves you for it
    they give you affectionate glares
    when you screw it up
    and the highest high
    fives
    when you get things
    right
    but more often you get things wrongs
    like the time
    you took out
    all the lego
    and threw it on the floor
    screaming and crying
    crying and screaming

  • sevenwords commented on the post, bourbon 5 years, 8 months ago

    bourbon
    the heavy stench was on her lips
    as she staggered down the stairs
    and her brightly painted
    toenails came
    down and her
    hair fell over
    her drawn face
    covering her now drunk
    makeup that everyone in
    the place
    had already
    tasted