Yaira EbanksDec 18, 20241 min readyour phrases are lovely, elegant, divinebut fuck make me feel somethingremind me that you are alive
Endless PracticeI look down, teach me to walk with the firm grace of kindness. My eyes blink, remind me to see with childlike wonder. My lips part, teach...
Quiet DissolutionHow I wanted to unpuzzle, piece by piece, the mystery that is you. I flipped the pieces and separated the edges, but I worked no section,...
The Fruit of WisdomI will not bow to your fear, your tidy, preconceived notions. A man’s tale, handed down for generations. In your fantasy, you made us...