high five!

apparently, we kick ass.

well done to my partner in crime. you and me forever baby.

madness

it always seems
its the fool that knows
where and when
the sidewalks end.

two days and counting.

two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days two days

i loved that subway station

trains in

trains out

trains in

trains out

the wind rushes by

with the excited flutter

ruffled

as my hair.

world traveller.

yes, those are my feet in an airport washroom.

pack rat.

and i'm taking you with me.
across the world.
crawl in my suitcase.
pack with me.

mobile

black eye/

lips

the same colour as your heart

teeth

dull against my flesh

eyes

alive with fatigue

and a cat

who runs away

when you need something to snuggle.

photograph by aaron caven

I surrender:

i surrender to the words,
bitter and stale,
the taste left in our mouths
by colloquial speech.
i surrender to the dresses,
worn over and over,
the same on each body,
none of them fancy.
i surrender to the shoes,
already walked in,
and follow the path previously taken.
i surrender to the society,
that tells me i can't be,
two things at once,
a leader and a woman.
i surrender to the girl,
already broken and crying,
of old news and old mistakes.

i surrender to the boy,

again, the highest bidder.
but i surrender:

and repeat.

who pissed in your sandwich?