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K.Y. Robinson

  • Saska Uzelacцитирует9 месяцев назад
    i can’t pinpoint
    the moment
    we decided to stay
    in the sun too long
    and made raisins
    of ourselves.
    we sucked the juice
    out of ourselves
    and withered
    on the vine
    called life.
  • Saska Uzelacцитирует9 месяцев назад
    men who were old enough
    to be our fathers
    waited for our ripe bodies
    to fall from our mothers’ trees
    as if they were entitled to
    our fruit.
  • Saska Uzelacцитирует9 месяцев назад
    i feel like something
    is broken inside of me like:
    shattered glass,
    cracked eggs
    on the kitchen floor,
    brittle twigs
    in the dead of winter,
    and shards of a mirror
    that said i would never be
    the fairest of them all.
  • Saska Uzelacцитирует9 месяцев назад
    manic depression

    one moment life
    is more pigmented
    than technicolor.
    glitter flows
    through my veins
    and the stars
    in my eyes dilate
  • Saska Uzelacцитирует9 месяцев назад
    and burst
    into delusions.

    minutes, hours,
    or days later,
    shades of blue and black
    surround me like smoke.
    the glitter morphs
    into shards of glass
    and taunts every
    breath that i take.
  • Saska Uzelacцитирует9 месяцев назад
    women like me

    we are the abandoned houses
    of the world—
    stripped of our humanity,
    femininity, and autonomy.

    rocks are thrown
    at the windows of our souls.
    we’re expected to stand stoically
    and dare not flinch.

    our magic is considered
    anything but soft.
    it is neck rolling,
    finger snapping,
    and has teeth.
  • Saska Uzelacцитирует9 месяцев назад
    we aren’t the doe-eyed
    saving kind.
    we are supposed to gather
    our wounds in silence,
    disinfect them, and heal
    all on our own.
  • Saska Uzelacцитирует9 месяцев назад
    dear future lover

    teach me how to love without running with my eyes shut.

    teach me how to love without filling hollow heartsuntil i’ve become a shell of myself.

    teach me how to love without becoming a land mine on the inside.teach me that loveis not warbut peacetime in your eyes.
  • Saska Uzelacцитирует9 месяцев назад
    your starred eyesare tenants in constellations.even the moon swellswhenever you’re near.
  • Saska Uzelacцитирует9 месяцев назад
    you are all the makingsof love at first sight.
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