New teeth pierce upward
Emerging enamel hardens
Underneath the inflammation
Roots connect to the bone
Something is growing inside my skull
My voice has made her appearance
Every night I gnaw on my thoughts
To numb the pain of coherence
That Was Very Rude
What was fragile and tenuous
has been annealed into armor
The idea that I’m allowed to say: “no thanks.”
Without explanations, negotiations, sidestepping, softening.
when the Worst happened
The fire of guilt consumed me
Then I stepped out on the other side
And I was not burned.
You can’t wish for thick skin
All you can do is wait
When thin skin gets rubbed the wrong way too many times
a callus will form.
bad for the planet:
overflowing trash bin
it all gets hauled away weekly
bubbles in my new screen protector
finish the bottle of sake in the shower
The steam agitates my skin but soothes my soul
I am a walking waste of water .