11.12.24

Joy Sullivan, from Instructions for Traveling West: Poems; “Instructions for Traveling West”

— Sarah Williams

Dreaming Again

I’ve started dreaming again

Isn’t getting enough sleep

Spposed to be a good thing?

I’ve started dreaming again

A man had his neck slit

After he used his body to protect me

I’ve started dreaming again

I’ve been left and abandoned

More times than I can count

I’ve started dreaming again

I hurt the people I love most

I’ve started dreaming again

I’ve died and watched death

Countless times over

I’ve started dreaming again

But I’d rather stop.

I am far too obsessive for love.

why is it green omg

I'm almost never angry but all the hurt I've bottled inside me make me look like I'm someone with rage.

Maya C. Popa, from Wound is the Origin of Wonder: Poems: “Wound is the origin of wonder”