Sarah Kay – Scaffolding

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You would hate this song. There’s not enough guitar and the words go on too long. You would say I don’t do words, I don’t do colours, I just do naps. I just know numbers. The picture I gave you didn’t make it on your wall, and did you your roommates ever tell you just how many times I’ve called? I learned things don’t happen and then disappear. Once they happen, they still are here. And you can move on … Read More

Sarah Kay – Love Letter

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They told me that I was meant for the cleaner life, that you would drag me through the mud. They said that you would tread all over me, that they could see right through you, that you were full of hot air, that I would always be chasing, always watching you disappear after sleeker models, that it would be a vicious cycle. But I know better. I know about your rough edges and I have seen your perfect curves, and … Read More

Sarah Kay – Still Here

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My grandmother’s awakened bed A language I don’t understand runs circles round her head Her words get jumbled on her lips and brought her out to play I press my head against her chest her heartbeat seems to say: Still here, still here You can miss me when I’m gone But I’ll keep on holding on as long as I’m still here I’ve seen the fire I’ve seen the storm I took a stranger by the hand and tried to … Read More

Sarah Kay – The Type

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Everyone needs a place. It shouldn’t be inside of someone else. –Richard Siken If you grow up the type of woman men want to look at You can let them look at you But do not mistakes eyes for hands Or windows, or mirrors Let them see what a woman looks like They may not have ever seen one before If you grow up the type of woman men want to touch You can let them touch you Sometimes it … Read More

Sarah Kay – Worst Poetry

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Without question, you are the worst thing that ever happened to my poetry. And I’m serious, I’ve herd about writer’s block but this- is ridiculous. My poetic fluidity has dried up faster than a woman hitting menopause to the point where this dry spells got me praying for some inspirational discharge to leak from the folds of grey matter in my brain and…shit! See what I mean? I’ve been thinking for far too long with my heart instead of my … Read More

for Claire

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The colourful light in your eyes does not always set in the night, and shadows that hold deeper secrets, they dance where you gaze. In a second in life or a year in some dream, the beauty, the pain, is the same. Those loving eyes, like ancient people that sleep on some hill, their armies are resting and history seems to stand still. Beauty and pain rest always in a timeless sea: in our soul. for when something is burned there … Read More

Noah’s Ark

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Desert hills in your eyes, gentle lows, smallest sighs.I am descending upon you, inside.Into this sea of calm, beauty’s child in my arms, smallest winters, that dance by your side.Tears that run down your face, salty kisses; small oceans with planets of life. Lips that meet are not sealed, secret destinies fill, the small of your back as you rise.Spiral galaxies spread, in a small flower stay; so suspended.Like the animate truth of our temple of flesh, now fiery, severed … Read More

for my Dad

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I thought the time between us was a lot, i thought he lived forever and had not, fought all those wars in vain: for freedom only. lived all those deaths in vain: for country only. I thought the time between us was a lot, when I would able be to say what’s not, easy to write when said; to say as written. To spend a whole small life and never say i love you for whatever i don’t know, I … Read More

beasts of love

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I spent some time in silence, and the pictures of you that were screaming by. wild horses in my brain. Then all the suffering and tormenting animals inside me, they gathered around me, their eyes cold, unmoving, like sacred felines from the Pyramids. They are waiting for you. They will creep silently inside you, move like a bad dream, coming alive under your skin. They don’t precede my love, they don’t follow it, they come with it. This is the … Read More

these words

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These words will get deeper and the safety of space space inside, around, between us, space like fancy packaging, wrapping our soul, selves, lives, will not save us. The heart will get sharper with small hands will push all that we love, hearts have small hands. they need space to hold, like ships with cargo. Hearts like ships in the ocean carrying, like women protecting, in a storm, proud in calm, unknown waters. Those hearts will get sharper. With small … Read More

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