i don't want anybody to know me
but the loves of my life.
why should you know me?

roll for feelings
- back to when you did not care
if i even was
better that way for us both.

you never let me know
my choice of path would bother you so
why is there a right to know me?

both then and now i wish to depart
to a land where nobody knows me.

my body for me only.

i just feel like death
every plant i care for dies
even when watered

days
to
weeks

to

months


to


years



help me move a statue
in bed a pose does not bend,
it breaks, brittle,
cold enough to fend off the time
that stomps across it, alone.

help me bring this statue
from bed this pose can bend,
and rise, together,
warm enough to walk with those
who could not neglect them

who would know
the crow swoops down across the track
on a monday morning?
did you get the whole train?
i would have been more impressed,
but still the hint of you sparkled through the noise

i fell. lack
of solid wax,
having melted
i cracked.

the blank canvas gifted to me
reminded me of something new
now i miss you

the leaves in the little jar of bay leaves are running out.
there is only one left,
it is the last because it was smaller than the others.

they left in small groups of three or four,
i made sure to tear them apart as you showed me.

soon only the drawing on the lid will remain.
i will have to decide—
if i will keep it or throw it away.

into the earth
not a flowering plant
watching the sky
intermittent rain
forms the water of my tears
to feel from my eyes
will this year a blossom
from that rot bloom
standing in rain
only to fall soon

august flows too quickly
i fear i already missed it
meu coracao foi
cheio demais esse dia de saudade
mergulhei na onda sozinha
i couldn't see through it
nem sabia
i missed you when you are still there,
vem amanha

how am i? alive now
twenty years old maybe
things are getting better, you know.
finally ready for high school
sorry i couldn't help you.
didn't work out at eighteen
maybe next year...

not even a teen
but died a few times already
maybe i'm finally a teen but
now i just want to get on any train
out of here
would they have been missed?
...oops!

borrowed time
borrowed

little shark
unstable bedroom
dead plant plant alive
desk not mine

bunny plushie follow me
come with me from screen
to screen

sisyphean task laundry elude me

candle burn away: cup for pens
keyboard wake facing a bed

what will be left here when i leave