Poems from jejuna
Once there was a hollow girl and her bones were strung with nylon and she danced.
Sometimes when she moved the earth swayed to her music...
In my hand, when I awoke,
Were remnants of a heart that broke,
It was foreign, cold and made of stone,
Still, I stole it to replace my...
And the notes they stuck like so much dust—
—dandelion dust, fairy wishing dust—
in my hair and caught on the skin
behind my ears.
They...
My dearest
what do you see in me?
what do you feel when you touch my skin?
does your blood swell like the tide in your veins? Do you hear...
They came at me with crucifix horns,
Cinder-ella! Cinder-ella!
My glass slippers shattered as I ran,
White-cold shards bit my white-...