SOL: Unfaithful

I wonder if when
She birthed your child
She thought twice about
Giving him your name
I wonder if she hopes
Her son grows up
To love women with
The respect that his father

3AM Thoughts // AKA “I Should Have Told Her – She Should Have Known.”

MIND: Onward

Can you take the pain and go somewhere?
Can you make it a journey?

The Chronology of Water: A Memoir // Lidia Yuknavitch

MIND: Barbaric

in my barbaric tongue
flowers are called flowers
and about air I say air
and stepping on the pavement bricks
with my heels I tap in
brick brick brick
and I say stone so softly
as if stone were velvet
and I bury my face in your neck
as if a cat’s warm fur grew there
and I love
my barbaric tongue
and say: I love

In My Barbaric Tongue // Halina Poswiatowska

SOL: Me Vuelves Loca

First you managed to
Undermine my
Confidence, thrust a
Knife into the softer parts

Of skin
For pleasure
For fun, it was a

Charming game
At first but now I am filled with
Rapturous glee as you are
Lost in the shuffle
Overwhelmed by the
Stench of regret.

3AM Thoughts // AKA “Left Behind, Reading Between the Lines.”

SOL: Sanctimonious

I slept with him and stole
His photos – he saw them reproduced and
Blamed me for
Appropriating his intellect, claimed
I had stolen his essence; scorned me for being
Devoid of ethics.
I sent him a reply months later by post
Asking him why he abhorred my actions of
Deceit when he had so adored the
Same insidiousness between sheets.

3AM Thoughts // AKA “The Hypocrisy of Men.”

SOL: Negligent

I remember her body like Corradini
Hard as stone until caressed, brought to
Life under nimble fingers, made soft, angelic
Vengeful Medusa, nimble queen
Elusive garden surrounded by
Rose-filled walls you would be
Best off not to climb, esa rosita tiene espinas
The smell she exudes is always
Tender, but even honey tastes sweet until
You feel the sting, enchanting with a smile like a
Lighthouse, shining through the darkness to
Help everyone else, never thinking to keep
Enough to save herself

3AM Thoughts // AKA “Strong Bones, Made for Storms.”