I am glad these butterflies my
silent stomach houses feel more
at home knowing you will
never return than when they
were hoping you might.
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 12 June, 2017
I am glad these butterflies my
silent stomach houses feel more
at home knowing you will
never return than when they
were hoping you might.
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 12 June, 2017
My second sight
is now accustomed
to washing the stains
of misshapen understanding
from the elk horn
of your bound leather axe
plunged deeply into
the heart that continues
to love you: mine
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 25 April, 2017
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 24 November, 2010