“I took the bobblehead of him off his refrigerator and kissed it.”

I call you to say we have no other choice but to date for a year go our separate ways and cheat on whoever we marry forever.

Ancient shamans asked the sick one question only when did you stop singing?

My brother has not spoken to me in years. Something to do with Donald Trump or Jesus Christ or our horrible stepfather.

I meet you and know suddenly and horribly there is no difference between sex and war that I must die to get that close to touching god.

You loved me gray sweatpants and I loved you drunk on stouts and I am velveeta mac and cheese.

Good morning. The sun is 93 million miles away her light takes 8 minutes to find you each day. You are on purpose.

I want you as a lemon the waiter brings on a tiny white plate. I want him to watch while I squeeze you into my mouth and swallow the rind.

The point is that I loved.

The uncharted territory of the western amazon is called the mother of god.

When I was six I fell on a broken window. Once I realized no one was coming I stopped screaming and pulled the shard from my middle. This is life for some of us. This has been life for me.

The most revolutionary act women can do is take back the life that belongs to you.

My entire life I’ve waited for a man to teach the world how to treat me and if he’d step in and convince them all.

I should now admit I once made a fake account just to talk to you once more.

It finally happened like I thought it might I run into you.

Hour 36 of labor. I pull at god’s necktie dig a hole at the hospital floor.

You can’t go to a kindergarten teacher after me.

Kiss me like my lips are the oxygen you need to survive or the passion you need to thrive.

Together we traced daydreams on each other’s skin, kisses our paintbrush.

His kisses make her blossom like a flower in the wild softly unfolding her petals to expose the magic hidden inside.

Don’t you see? That I kiss you a little harder. That I hug you a little harder. I want you to heal me.

Please just tell me this was my last first kiss.

Darling daisies kiss as spring awakens today her heart and soul sings.

The wind tickles my skin trees bend back and forth sunlight kisses the earth and yet with no sound at all, I hear everything. I am peace.

With him, I fly high in the bluest of skies for his lips kiss all my worries goodbye.