People run from rain but sit in bathtubs full of water.
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My heart wants roots. My mind wants wings. I cannot bear their bickerings.
View images from Kris Kuksi’s solo show “Revival” at Joshua Liner Gallery on Hi-Fructose.
Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec
It’s a most distressing affliction to have a sentimental heart and a skeptical mind.
Just remember that sometimes, the way you think about a person isn’t the way they actually are.
i never really liked
until i found out
what it tastes like
when you sigh it
I’m sorry that I’m both your umbrella and the rain.
Your daughter is ugly.
She knows loss intimately,
carries whole cities in her belly.
As a child, relatives wouldn’t hold her.
She was splintered wood and sea water.
They said she reminded them of the war.
On her fifteenth birthday you taught her
how to tie her hair like rope
and smoke it over burning frankincense.
You made her gargle rosewater
and while she coughed, said
macaanto girls like you shouldn’t smell
of lonely or empty.
You are her mother.
Why did you not warn her,
hold her like a rotting boat
and tell her that men will not love her
if she is covered in continents,
if her teeth are small colonies,
if her stomach is an island
if her thighs are borders?
What man wants to lay down
and watch the world burn
in his bedroom?
Your daughter’s face is a small riot,
her hands are a civil war,
a refugee camp behind each ear,
a body littered with ugly things
doesn’t she wear
the world well.”
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