Category Archives: black lives matter

The Unheard Pain You Know

you know you didn’t birth the yolk of growth to a flower’s bloom, and you can’t wind-shake the thought of the plagiarization of scars from your skin this wound is copyrighted, but the world named me as velvet-tongued martyr these … Continue reading

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Sophrosyne: A Shroud of Poetry

My book, Sophrosyne: A Shroud of Poetry, is now available for purchase on Amazon Kindle! I hope that you all enjoy it! Warm regards, Steph Ambroise

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“I don’t know”

I know the truth, on the hazy summer days when heat squeezes the odour out of breeze caught flowers, sweaty inner thighs, and chlorine pools. I know the truth of the sky in mid-turn, mid-hack in a cloudless space, dazed … Continue reading

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earthquake

gas masks, metal rods cowered underneath the pressure of overabundant friction. my brother left old skin behind, in the rubble. the tremor of neurons, or hands, or lands is cause for alarm (which is a tremor of neurons), (which is … Continue reading

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Waiting for Prince

after-rain prism puddles to pull Prince from, and my girlfriend used to call me worthless. this bruja, i know! this word- smith who punched out teeth to make keys, who burned vagina to keyholes in front of my house is … Continue reading

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low tide

i have not written anymore gently tossed pebbles to the base of my lungs, i pressed lips to trachae and thought “breathe”, just to hear the tremor of imprisoned breath, feel the helpless silence of gagged absence. /// oceans swim, … Continue reading

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Tell Your Story Too(sday): For the Children of Mentally Ill Parents When The Inner Glow Isn’t Enough

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