Shan Bae

I want to rip from them all the pieces of me they stole

…f pleasure Technically it all starts in there anyways Sharing notions of bright electrical impulses Don’t send me images of your genitals Expecting a rise in chemicals I wasn’t made up that way I am not here to stroke your ego But instead exchange intimacy between our lines of text Can you focus on the mental stimulation of our conquest Because either way we’ll get physical Let …

…illed with loving words I scattered rose petals at my own feet Worshiped the goddess that was in me Sowing seeds deep beneath my own weeds Gardening my bed full of roses Lying bare and open allowing the vulnerable parts of me to flow in the way they did before this I could see that I was broken Tears falling caught in the depths of my emoceans Drowning in the wav…

…tion to rise to an occasion A phenomenon that will disrupt the line that divides the planes in time Do not send your basic sext Because I am a divine complex searching for more than a simple connect

Rolling, drops of sweat cascade onto the canvas that you’ve never ruined

Anne Lamott says in her book, Bird by Bird, “You own everything that happened to you. Tell your stories. If people wanted you to write warmly about them, they should have behaved better.” Today, remind yourself to be brave when you’re writing your 800 words.

Dispersing me into you, like ink in water I trickle in lazy lines through your medium, like soft lightning. I billow as I drift in the depths…