Hot cup of cocoa caressed by clammy palms You lie warm and content in the embrace of your old blanket Cocooned by alternating layers of fur and nostalgia Soaking in the crimson sunrise A gentle rain trickles down from the sky Flirting with your flimsy window-panes Tapping in tune to the sashay of the palm…
*trigger warning: references to death, guns, murder, abuse, police brutality, and violence A boy in a hoodie eating Skittles on the way home gives you the jitters. But the news reports on cold-blooded murders? Those you’ve long been numbed to. Kill the young trans girl- who knows what kind of monster she’ll transform into next?…
Here we meet at this divide- Mine / Yours: Me, Minority A minor inconvenience. ———————————————- You, Priority An unquestioned privilege. I am the colour of my skin (Yes I am) (Yes I am) But there is more to me, more than this membranous shell I am encased in We are not just…
You speak in a twisted tongue, Reeking of lost patience and effortlessly ‘won’ arguments Your words form themselves, Plump and juicy, ripening with the comfort of knowing you are not outnumbered overlooked unheard I watch, ever the outsider, straining my foolish little eyes to trace the curvature of your practiced tongue, so accustomed it, to…