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1.
dear mum,
you secretly want her faults so
you can have something to say
you were like her, you have
something of hers. only
you don't.
2.
dear mum,
i think her faults skipped you
and went straight to me. i
like to collect things i'll
never touch again, collect thoughts
and collect pasts only to
stash them in the cupboard
so i dont open the doors.
3.
dear mum,
its the silences in between
that makes me think of her. and
i think of her everyday
i do i do. i even started
wearing her pocket watch
again because it makes me
feel like im doing something
good.
4.
dear mum,
i know you deserved
the better
half of me
long, long
ago.
5.
dear mum,
remember the days i was
lonely and i was terrible and
i was mean and i was.
i was not your
daughter
then.
i was not i was not and im
sorry, so so sorry.
6.
dear mum,
you dont need to shout for
me to listen. i'll listen
even if you
whisper. even if you
say nothing at all.
i'll listen.
7.
dear mum,
i like to keep secrets and i
guess im like my grandma, like
your mother,
i have her faults and im
secretly sorry, but im
secretly not.
i hang tea towels from their
corners so they lose their
shape and you tell
me not to do that because
it reminds you. it
just
reminds
you.
8.
dear mum,
i still do it anyway.
9.
dear mum,
only you know why i picked
up a camera so many years
ago even though you
dont say it. only you know
why i was silent. only you
know why i stopped talking
for that moment, why i cried
why i
why
10.
dear mum,
todays dads birthday and
you'll be having dinner on your own.
dear mum,
mum,
dear mum,
i miss you and im
sorry. so sorry.
its his birthday on the
same day as yours.
11.
dear mum,
i think i have your faults
in the way that i hope
for tragedies to
happen just so i can cry and
think im crying for a reason
worth crying.
12.
dear mum,
i think i have your
faults. i think i have
them. i think i have them
all. all your faults,
i have them.
dear mum,
you secretly want her faults so
you can have something to say
you were like her, you have
something of hers. only
you don't.
2.
dear mum,
i think her faults skipped you
and went straight to me. i
like to collect things i'll
never touch again, collect thoughts
and collect pasts only to
stash them in the cupboard
so i dont open the doors.
3.
dear mum,
its the silences in between
that makes me think of her. and
i think of her everyday
i do i do. i even started
wearing her pocket watch
again because it makes me
feel like im doing something
good.
4.
dear mum,
i know you deserved
the better
half of me
long, long
ago.
5.
dear mum,
remember the days i was
lonely and i was terrible and
i was mean and i was.
i was not your
daughter
then.
i was not i was not and im
sorry, so so sorry.
6.
dear mum,
you dont need to shout for
me to listen. i'll listen
even if you
whisper. even if you
say nothing at all.
i'll listen.
7.
dear mum,
i like to keep secrets and i
guess im like my grandma, like
your mother,
i have her faults and im
secretly sorry, but im
secretly not.
i hang tea towels from their
corners so they lose their
shape and you tell
me not to do that because
it reminds you. it
just
reminds
you.
8.
dear mum,
i still do it anyway.
9.
dear mum,
only you know why i picked
up a camera so many years
ago even though you
dont say it. only you know
why i was silent. only you
know why i stopped talking
for that moment, why i cried
why i
why
10.
dear mum,
todays dads birthday and
you'll be having dinner on your own.
dear mum,
mum,
dear mum,
i miss you and im
sorry. so sorry.
its his birthday on the
same day as yours.
11.
dear mum,
i think i have your faults
in the way that i hope
for tragedies to
happen just so i can cry and
think im crying for a reason
worth crying.
12.
dear mum,
i think i have your
faults. i think i have
them. i think i have them
all. all your faults,
i have them.
Literature
this april
The moonlight falls through squinting blinds, bowing softly to hug the arc of his naked body. The blankets are strewn about his toes as a girl, no more than sixteen, lays wide-eyed and warm-bodied beside him.
She silently watches the dreams come and go beneath his eyelids, she quietly feels his chest rise, rise then fall and she listens to the heavy breathing that accompanies it. Beautiful breathing, she thinks, tracing generous lips with fingertips.
The air is cool but she is alight.
Everything in this room bathes in blue shade. She watches the alarm clock beside the bed, numbers coming and going out of fashion before her eyes.
Literature
fear.
i. i'm not afraid
of falling; landing face down
and scraping my face on cement
or falling down and tasting mud
and having to crawl, crawl, until i find
a way back up.
i'm just afraid
that i'll never fly.
ii. sometimes i worry
about 'what if i break?' and
'what if no one can put me back
together?' and 'what if
there's no fixing broken people?'
and then i worry
about the
'what if i'm already broken?'
and it scares me.
it scares me.
iii. sometimes, i'll look
inside myself. sometimes, i never
see anything. and i want to grab a shovel
and scrape, scrape, scrape at
the top layers and maybe there's something
underneath, may
Literature
roadsigns.
i.
i have searched maps, road signs,
songs, hearts. i have opened my eyes
and my hands to the rain, fairytales
singing in my ears. i have closed my eyes
and let my nightmares and demons
find me, i have
screamed on the insides, heart
barely beating. i have dreamed
of my own destruction, whispered
into the silence, prayed for the answer -
ii.
could i ask you for one last favor?
when you're sad, remember the way
i would hug you. when you're laughing,
remember that my laughter doesn't sound
the same without yours. when you're lonely,
remember that i tried to fill your empty spaces. remember
that i'd fall for you if it saved you
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but they're not all that bad. i secretly want to be like you. i secretly want you to like me.
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