Poems from vivianma
Hardscrabble lifeTaste the dust and thepoverty in your mouthCoat your lips with its grimeand hope that it willplease the monster at the...
Be still. Be resilient.Do not bother God, for He is always busy.If you must have faith, keep it safe in your lungsDistend it with every...
You are my Paris.
I fell in love with your complexity
your history
your ephemeral tastes.
I could spend lifetimes
exploring your skin
and...
i often wake up in the middle of the night
and go to your bassinet
and press two fingers lightly upon your chest
to see if it still moves...
There is a stranger in my bed
He snuck in with a story
I don't know of his hometown
I don't know if he prefers
coffee over tea
But even if...