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by your side
i dream of other skies
other times 
even other cities

in two-car gridlock
bittersweet stalemate
no moves to make but 
everything at stake

i dream of breaking the 
glass and bleeding
and healing.

gridlock // a.s.m

i yearn for her now, 
amid car horns and
coffee-stained sidewalks.
under bare, lifeless sky, 
i long for her shade.
these streets are swarmed, but
there is no life until
 
the wind blows and i am 
reminded she is here, among the
hard highways of Houston; 
she is waiting for me
to find her.

life after lights // a.s.m

please don’t love me. 
nobody knows better 
than i, 
it will be a waste of time. 
i’d love your eyes more than
any eyes in my life, 
i’d lose myself in them 
for weeks at a time and
wake up hungover in
strange places.

well eyes // a.s.m

when i hide the world
underneath closed lids, 
i dream of you. 

the voices in my mind sing
nothing but your music, and
my heart is sore from constantly
reaching for you. 

every step i take is in hopes that
soon i will walk on
your soil. until then, 
my hands must learn to be 
content only
to write about you.

Yerevan // a.s.m

how selfish am I
to live this life, 
to see through these eyes, 
to want to die? 

how selfish am I
to laugh with ease
to seek joy when
there is suffering? 

how selfish am I
to strive to calm 
the storm inside? 
is it selfish
to survive?

survivor’s guilt // a.s.m

the Turkish coffee cup
shards on the floor 
draw blood. 

that delicate porcelain 
holds eighty-two years of life,
wrinkled hands, cardamom
coffee-stained
smiles and desert air;
a shattered mirage on
hard, cold kitchen
tile.

a thousand fangs,
they draw blood and make
home in the soles
of my feet.

cardamom coffee // a.s.m

you were famished
from birth, waiting for
this world to give you your fill. 
i tripped into your arms, 
you came in for the kill.

you bite
with ravenous lips
and starving eyes; 
part of you is born and
part of me dies.

blood donor // a.s.m