Poems from anslater
I think there are some
who insulate their walls
with a bulletproof misery
and call it home
Who turn on heel and run
from this or that,...
I was told a lot about lust
That I’d taste my lover on my lips
As I lay there in my lonely bed at night
I said I’d wipe the flavor from...
The first thing they tell me is that I’m “barely”
Barely Native
Barely colored
Barely aware
Barely alive
They tell me it doesn’...
Never have I ever
Seen a face I haven’t met
Never have I ever
Seen the moon before it sets
Never have I ever
With the devil made a deal...
Nobody told me that it was okay to speak my mind
Not just the fluffy, fuzzy pieces of my mind
But the dark corners, the judgments,...