CONTENTS:
The Woman I Love
Language Is Everything
Every Dress Is A Simile
I Can’t Hurry Time For You
Your Ego
An Opposition
Please
Watermelon
My Baby
Infinity Is A Clock
I Am Evergreen
There Isn’t Much Immortality Left In Me
Kim’s Milk Refrigerator
I Am Your Lungs
Where Is A Place Without Photosynthesis?
Poems Born from Basic Words
A Conversation Between Two Trees
Love Has Made You Disappear A Little
Ometha
THE WOMAN I LOVE
The woman I love has endless
Compassion for me
Yet in the middle of the night
I left her and life for death
There was infinite discord in my soul
Infinite conjunction of pain
And, blissfully I hung my neck
From a modern day cypress
And the young emboldened leaves
Not mulched in their fortuitous youth
Screamed in tumultuous calamity
From their verdant height
Had confused me for a dying leaf
Had waited so patiently for me
Not to exfoliate from a branch in life
When my neck broke into two
In response to the weight of gravity
Against my neck
They thought an inner twig
Inside them had separated
A blade of photosynthesis from
An artery of time
Where I hung the air was endless
And youthful and the wind wore
A cape of made of northern zephyr
While flying high and low
Around my hair and teeth and feet
Making my cheeks flutter
Turning my blouse into a river
Of silk and threads
A day later when I defoliated
With the help of a tall ladder
Soft and firm hands
My lifeless body once again returned
To earth to dream of soil
Made to decompose a life
That had spent most of its
Days in grief and disbelief
I suppose time could take
A long walk with me
By the river of death
I suppose it is never
Too late to hold life’s hand
Briefly while the sun comes
Down from that mountain
Before letting her go
Into a city designed for ruins
I am so capable of loving
Life back
I am so capable
Yet I think why love ?
When I could succumb
Easily to dirt which
Has all the nutrition to
Sustain a new life
A different kind of existence
Not composed entirely
Of fractured hopelessness
And summer rain made
From the thawed out
Heartbeats of winter
LANGUAGE IS EVERYTHING
In a matrimony between two letters
A & A ( Aida Alba)
In ex-conjugal bond between four
A B C D (Ashley Benson Cara Delevingne )
Lesbian powercouples dominate the first few four letters of the alphabet
No need to speculate
Even sapphic alphabets get not tethered to
The alliance of
E D & P d R
Even in a blender of J F A H (Jodie Foster Alexandra Hedison)
And so on and so forth the mergers
J S M V H ( Jenny Shimizu Michelle Violy Harper)
L M SW (Lauren Morelli Samira Wiley)
S A M L V (Seimone Augustus Michelle LaTaya Varner)
TN S A (Tig Notaro Sephanie Allynne )
We all know a lot about the Supreme Court
That sits on the throne between gender & desire
History & language
Each other sapphic syllabary
Signary of tongues, cunts, sexy legs, an umbrella of pubic art
Icons of female deities
We all do not want statue nor portrait feminal misrepresentation
Soft tender delicate
Discourses of shared dykehood universality
In a community of words & letters & dyslexia
Cunt
Again
Cunt
Again
AC AC because only lesbians & language need air conditioner
Because it is too hot
Click that letter as you click your tongue
EVERY DRESS IS A SIMILE
Every breath is a metaphor
Every smile is a symbol
Every finger is a personification
Every gaze is a hyperbole
Every hunt is an alliteration
Every exaggeration is an onomatopoeia
Every despair is an idiom
Every speaker is an imagery