Submissions by alexisswalker
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I exploit my experiences through various words that fall from my finger tips to express myself.
rape
your smell always seemed to linger in the seams of my favorite pair of jeans..
no matter how many times i try to wash them, i can never seem to erase backtrack or wash away that smell.
i continue to try in hopes that the memory of the day you broke open the only thing that i thought belonged to me will fade with the bruises on my inner thigh.
at 7;15 on a wendsday night you turned virgin mary into a victim beat her face black and blue until you discharged white.
i try to substitute rape for forced entry because i never thought rape would land in my vocabulary.
such a word...
no matter how many times i try to wash them, i can never seem to erase backtrack or wash away that smell.
i continue to try in hopes that the memory of the day you broke open the only thing that i thought belonged to me will fade with the bruises on my inner thigh.
at 7;15 on a wendsday night you turned virgin mary into a victim beat her face black and blue until you discharged white.
i try to substitute rape for forced entry because i never thought rape would land in my vocabulary.
such a word...
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under the stars..
Nights like this..
when my souls not at rest..
your lips use to wrap around the few stretch marks on my hips
my heart would beat out of my chest..
i know your heart doesn't beat for mine like my does for you,
so i attempt to slow down its pace and play it cool
with gentle hands, you use to trace my spine
and shield me with kisses,
i'm not sure if you cared more about what poetic words fell from my lips or getting the clothes off of my body, but ill take what i can get from you.
that night meant everything to me, too bad you didn't feel same
too...
when my souls not at rest..
your lips use to wrap around the few stretch marks on my hips
my heart would beat out of my chest..
i know your heart doesn't beat for mine like my does for you,
so i attempt to slow down its pace and play it cool
with gentle hands, you use to trace my spine
and shield me with kisses,
i'm not sure if you cared more about what poetic words fell from my lips or getting the clothes off of my body, but ill take what i can get from you.
that night meant everything to me, too bad you didn't feel same
too...
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