To My Mother

Momma he beats me.

What do you want for dinner?

Leftovers sound fine.

To My Lover Abroad

Tell me you love me.

Remember the ferry ride?

I sent a postcard.

To My Rapist

Bruises are bone deep,

Your name is burned on my skin,

But this body’s mine.

À Mon Ancienne Petite Amie

Your life is noir.

Vogue cigarettes for breakfast,

You’ll never be French.

To Everyone

Tectonic tensions,

Every relationship quakes.

I run for shelter.