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The Words To Say

The Words To Say

Written by: Kristen McIntyre
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 Poems written and read by Kristen McIntyre Writer // Poet // Mother // Lover // Curator of CuriousitiesKristen McIntyre Art Entertainment & Performing Arts
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  • Grave Diggers

    Grave Diggers
    Jun 24 2024
    Grave Diggers For Richard Siken When we met I became aware of the hole I’d been digging for decades, a ditch of sorts, a burial plot for my feelings, my secrets, all the ugly bits. Twenty four hours later I stood in the shower thinking of you, the way your left hand gripped your coffee cup, how your eyes looked quickly at me before they nervously looked away. You said, in other words, you said, you don’t want this, I’m flawed, I wear my mistakes around my neck, a tie pulled too tight, a noose. Two shells, the undead, going through the motions among the living. You climbed down into my pit, held the shards of glass to the light, cut your finger on my edges to show me how you still bleed. Come lay in this grave with me, I beckon, imagine in this darkness the dirt they’d throw on our bodies if they knew how our hands held each other. Feel how alive you feel as the earth fills in around us. Wanting life will be our death. Love, our resurrection.
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    1 min
  • June

    June
    Jun 21 2024
    June Rolls in all sweet and salty. Our twin seductress, her early morning gloom gives way to afternoons that scorch the most foolish of earthworms; waiting soil but inches from their drying bodies. Kids stay up late, giggles echoing down the hall; live the waking hours with popsicle stains across the front of every shirt. Filling driveways with pastel castles and hopscotch mazes, begging for snacks, begging for an end to their boredom. I, too, become entrenched with thoughts of rebirth, of unbecoming the self I’ve been since last September, living day to day by calendar reminders and routine rituals. Our reward for enduring is the fullest moon on the longest day of sunshine. Everything illuminated. Asking us to see ourselves in a new light. Asking us to shed the skin we’ve been carrying through the darkness of winter. Grab a nectarine hanging from the bountiful branches and bite in hard to the flesh – let the joy overwhelm you. Feel the gravity swelling inside you, pulling the tide closer. Allow yourself to be carried away by the burgeoning waves.
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    1 min
  • Love’s Teeth

    Love’s Teeth
    Jun 16 2024
    Love’s Teeth Sink in soft to the flesh, incisors through fresh baked marshmallow. Always biting off more than can be chewed at once — an enduring bifurcation of foolish optimism and a voracious appetite to be continually consumed. The feast begins at the mouth, delighting first in the sweetest of pleasures. Then working their way down to the bones, to the tender marrow, to the beating heart, until nothing is left but fragmented remnants of the people we were before the first delicious bite.
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    1 min
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