I could flatten my chest, bruise my already broken ribcage, to mimic a man. I could put on clothes that wear me, an XL t-shirt with a 2XL hoodie, for a chance of androgyny. I could pretend for the day, people see me the way I see myself- undefinable. Because I know they won’t look…
Tag: dreams
Her Love
She tells her love while half asleep, within the dark hours of the night, with soft words murmured gently: “You are my only delight”
Places That Matter
Places that matter… Where I fall in love with you. When I realise that you are the one for me. It doesn’t matter where it is or what it looks like. Because it has the utmost value to me. Where I go in my dreams. What crazy world will I make up? Where up is…
My Girl (May Poem)
When I look at her, I don’t see skin and bones; I see blurred lines and grey flecks trying to escape. I see a girl with no idea what the terms ‘right’ and ‘wrong’ entail; and she certainly doesn’t what to find out anytime soon. I see a girl with boundless ideas swirling around her…
In the Still of the Night
He plays in the night sky. Playing hide-and-seek behind the stars because to him, life is nothing but a game. He is unseen by the quiet town below. Like a god looking down at his people because to them, he is nothing but a fable. The people are his puppets. Manoeuvring lives as if it…