rape

in my birthday suit from the night before
yet to realize someone wanting more.

i step into the kitchen, ready to eat
a man, some stranger is ready to meet.

the door slams open
he rushes in.

should i run? should i scream?
i don’t know where to begin.

before i know it, i’m pinned to the ground.
i feel too worthless, to hope to be found.

he’s gone, and i stay
he ate me away

i find no reason to lock the door
why should i? i’m a certified whore.

how could this happen?
i felt so safe.

but now i sit here,
soul and hymen agape.

let me rot, let me drown.
anyone who survives this

should have no desire to be around.


**side note: i have never been raped. this just came to me during one of my early morning rustlings.

Heave

my mouth tastes sour

when i press my tongue between my cheek + gum.

i crush the grit in my molars.

profanity forms a think paste between my pursed lips.

my tongue us swollen

my forehead condenses a fever.

my life is jeopardy

soon i must flex my muscles.

expand my wings,

feathered + tarred.

-cierra

3:55pm

and he blew smoke 'round her thighs...

-Cierra

When the Time Comes...

some blog topics i plan on writing about are:

• Mary Ellen Mark photography
• posting a photo of my Lady Gaga carmel apple
• more poetry
• quotes found online i adore
• my first art project in a while (once i get a good start)
• yarn braid tutorial/care/info
• polyvore sets
• Canon s95 (a goodie i might want)
• local artists/other artists i google
• music i find
• review on any NYLON talk i took to heart
• raunchy, yet beautiful things i find along the way

Vulnerable

i became limp

no clutching to the carpet

no grabbing of any sorts.

i left myself vulnerable to kisses

to the love he claims he has for me

in the world of sin we live in

-Cierra