The Least I Can Do

Bathe exfoliate epilate lather skin in cocoa butter Feel how soft my legs are! I demand, limbs in your face … More

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Sometimes I feel bad about doing what I’m doing, existing—I shan’t say living—how I’m existing: my days consist of dreaming, … More

I met a woman in trouble on the streets of Camden, helped her to get away from her abusive boyfriend … More

Do I just need fresh air Will I be better elsewhere Or is it that My lungs are diseased That … More

I’ve never thought much about my body; I just know that it’s there, it’s here, it belongs to me, I’m … More

Inspired by the 29th NaPoWriMo prompt to produce a poem that meditates, I used this poem to meditate on the … More