cin

Someday,
when I’m gone
I hope an artist will see me
and think,
“She was moonlight and stardust
ocean and sunrise
ghost orchids and storms
salt and fire.”

  • Everyone knows

    I always say

    It’s a beautiful day

    to be alive,

    But today-

    Today is

    a beautiful day

    just to survive.

  • I am a jellyfish

    translucent

    floating

    sweet like candy

    sizzled in ethereal

    But I can’t help the sting

  • I used to feel nothing

    now I feel it all

    altogether, all at once

    Powerful

    it washes me over

    like ocean waves

    Yet

    it still leaves me

    empty; hungry for more.

    I want it

    love, lust, and pain

    Excruciating

    that’s when I write the best.

  • cigarettes,

    stairs,

    walks,

    salads,

    balconies,

    margs,

    Pokemon socks,

    and guitars.

    The slow nights are my favorite.

    (This wasn’t a slow night.)

Goodbye, O’ahu - A Tribute (to the beat of Cocoa Hooves - Glass Animals) 06/22/2024

This island whispers to me

it tells me it’s time to leave

Those times you climbed my mountains and

sat back and watched the stars at night?

He grasped a light for the two

Slow walks and smokes me for rue

Drinks in the sweat-drippin’ skins

A bipolar sun rose grey

(you heard it)

I know (you heard it)

(you heard it)

She knows the way that I cried (you heard it)

Come on my demons, why can’t we get it right?

Why don’t I lose my mind one more time?

Why don’t you swim like

you’re trying to drown me?

Why don’t you tame your wild desires?

Rooftops end in this new lane,

In sand-cooked time

Palm trees sway on the dusk line

and cut our snakes

You run it down the wine and dine (you heard it)

Between my thighs (you heard it)

A sneaky rage within our eyes (you heard it)

And then you left (you heard it)

(you heard it)

(you heard it)

(you heard it)

She knows the way that I cried for you (you heard it)

Come on my demons, why can’t we get it right?

Why don’t I lose my mind one more time?

Why don’t you swim like

you’re trying to drown me?

Why don’t you tame your wild desires?

Come on my demons, we never scrap fair

Why don’t you war with sex and spirits?

Why don’t you scale it

my elevators?

Why don’t you tame my wild desires?


Rooftops 06/01/2024 (for Anthony)

Silently watching the world

emotion slips through windowpanes

Like a kid getting lost in a store

conversations about life and death

clouds over stars

headlights and bedrooms

And a good friend beside you

climbing in the stairs of city silence

it’s about the ambience

grown ups and changes

A cat hovers by the front door

and we people-watch from above.


Sensory Overload 05/21/2024

black falls to greying

voices wake the hallways

when Blue Hour strikes

and palms line periwinkle skies

oceans waves crashing in slate

navy mountains cut the cobalt

burning rubber on cracked pavement

but Bermuda grass still lies dewy

lights flicker off, and on again

hushed whispers carry into seedy

memory

notifications from cellphones

birds scream in the streets

there’s shadows dimming in corners

someone won’t shut off an alarm

and the silence succumbs to rushing

Because being late is intolerable

perky voices break the ice

when his heavy eyes just won’t look

the fuck away

shoes smack the concrete

time for another shot, or the first

the clouds are silhouetted now

sand settled over

like those flawless fake photographs

climbing a ledge

shakes and bone tingles

I can still see the moon,

And of course,

there’s the first horn.


Untitled - Inspired from Alex Dimitrov's “I’m Lonely and I Love It” 03/26/2024

I can wear my ex’s shirt and

listen to songs that remind me

of other boys without feeling guilty.

I’ll hit up Jenny or Jimmy

maybe Brody, too, if he’s still into it.

I can dance in my panties in my room,

singing as loud and off-tune as I want

until 4 a.m., coffee all night.

I can silently disappear for a month,

stay in a hostel in a new city.

I’ll take a like on a bikini shot as flirting,

maybe I’ll flirt back or ignore it

‘cause that’s more fun. Let ‘em sweat.

Maybe I’ll even write about the girl

I couldn’t stop looking at.

I’ll cry just so the boys

and girls will buy me snacks.

I can day drink a whole bottle,

and let whoever touch me by night.

It’s my apartment, my space-

that’s a great excuse, a great comfort

I’ll leave my dishes in the sink and not hear

a single sound, “clean up your mess,”

No, I don’t think I will today.

Sorry I’m busy tonight,

watching movies with my dog,

but I’ll say I’m going to a party,

everyone lies anyway.

I can change my mind about everything today,

and move to Iceland tomorrow, or

maybe Switzerland next year.

I can post whatever I want,

just for attention from my crushes.

I’ll kiss my friends on the mouth

and not hurt anyone’s feelings.

I am so lonely and so lost.

I am so lonely and so free.

I am so lonely and so in love with it.


Alone 03/01/2024

Even through it all,

the home cooked meals,

the desperate clinging,

handmade cards

and car ride singing,

changes and laughing,

and all things women want,

Even through it all,

the soft caresses,

the apartment cleaning,

heart-shaped promises

and erotic evenings,

sameness and crying,

and all things I had,

Even through it all,

the wallet photos,

flowers, perfect words,

love bombs and smothering

his eyes that only see me,

our 2 a.m. kitchen dancing,

all the years of memories-

And yet…

to stone my heart turned,

the home we built, I burned,

I still chose to be alone.

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