Octavos

for Rukayat You are the thunder jazz reggae beatsIn my soul ever breaking clouds, And you have become the reconnection

Girl Thrown into a Pit Throttles Venomous Snakes with Her Bare Hands Girl Escapes Her Own Witch Burning Girl Hisses

it doesn’t take muchto make yourself disappear through a magic door. the real trick is to stay: we still need

let me be saltlet me sift through your fingers let me look back —

I am herein love it is new,but not unfamiliar it is like swallowing a garden,licking the petals from my lips;

I am a forest.You can see the warningsWritten on my bones.But I want to be lovedLike I love, dark and