Aaliyah Mae

I am already a mother, I refuse to be yours too.

Is this really what I want anymore?

It’s you and then it’s you when it should’ve been me.

When will trial and error become accomplishment and fulfillment?

Provocative to a default. Being physical in private.

Renewed with ease

Pull the smoke from my lungs. Oh god, what have we become?

— you must never conform.

Back and forth, make each other mandible for the other.

Taking pieces from all backgrounds and ages. My heart better be contagious.

“I wish you the best for the rest of your life,” -not me

Time freezes and all it makes me do is sneeze. I’m in disbelief of the lack of ease I feel.