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cherry lips
rosy cheeks
almond eyes:
you are the earth’s
most fertile garden.

garden of earthly delights // a.s.m

oh, the way they lie
through glass lenses
for dollar signs 
it isn’t true love
unless you apologize 


show me something real
where the love hurts like i do
i don’t want fake tears


i want passion that burns 
lovers to the ground
and dwindles down 


and they emerge like phoenixes
from the dust.

the movies lie // a.s.m 

am i going to be like
my favorite song in tenth grade:
the one i memorized all the words to
& listened to 347 times
which subsequently lost all its meaning?


or the quotes & photos i hang up
on my bedroom wall with the
intent to inspire:
the ones that i wake up to everyday
& seize to notice anymore?


will you see my face & hear my laugh
& look into my eyes one
too many times: will i
begin to become
ordinary, too?

out of the ordinary // a.s.m

there are some souls
who see and feel beyond
their own existence;
interwoven with the earth herself


gifted a sixth sense for the
silent suffering
a heart heavy with the knowledge;
a heart wanting to love
us all the more


we were born from the same spirit,
i think
your words
moved within me like my own


we loved beyond borders
or boundaries
or fear
hearts bloody wide open to each other
to us all
to it all


we shared a connection we did not
always have the words for
i was the parts of your life you
did not live, and
you were mine 


your silences often heavy
i knew
we shared the same light  
because we had the same darkness in us, too

Louie // a.s.m

i am restless
within, aching
for wildness 
running after a dream 
unsure of what it is 

i am hungry for dirt
and the smell of
rain, 
i feel uncooked inside
 
i am not ready to give myself
to anything 
because there is so much to know
so much to yearn for,
to love

i wonder what would silence
the hunger.

hungry heart // a.s.m 

there is so much within me
things i don’t understand
that overwhelm me

like standing in one of those lottery games
where the dollar bills fly all around you
& you have to try & catch them

my emotions
& physical sensations
fly every which way within me
and all i can do is watch them swim around my head
dizzying
nameless 

& i don’t understand how to name them
i don’t even understand how to feel them
how to hold them
how to make them feel whole &
heard & known so they can 
stop haunting me

there is so much within me
i don’t know how to feel.

a.s.m

forgiveness is falling from
the sky
pushing dirt and gravel 
down the streets, 
singing. 

and i stand outside
mouth and heart open 
wide and let it 
drench me, inside 
and out

clean and
consume me.

and as it permeates my skin, 
i will not fight it 
but let it in.

i’m ready to forgive // a.s.m