March 20, 2020

Nights like these 

when I feel the walls turning yellow and the stainless crystal glass bell jar surrounding me, 

I think of u 

I think of u inside out 

ur skin ur kiss 

I ache 

And look at the pictures, 

two girls in a frame

some of me some of u 

most of us in soft embrace 

Bla...

March 20, 2020

I can’t see her anymore,

 I can’t look at her pictures because she’s happy without me.

 She’s in a relationship with someone else better. 

I want to say her name.

 I want to taste her name on my tongue in between my lips again.

 I want to talk about her all day. 

B...

March 20, 2020

Again, my bed is a pond

because I called again, and she did not respond.

Now, tonight my bed is a river

for I asked and she delivered

images I could never find

upon search; you are finally mine. 

MYKA GREENE

College of Arts & Sciences

Class of 2022, English, Creative Writing c...

March 20, 2020

regret slides through my window at night
i watch the shapes form in my bedroom
i’ve become his favorite visitor
in the dark he whispers,
“silly girl, why didn’t you kiss her?”

MYKA GREENE

she, her, hers

College of Arts & Sciences

Class of 2022, English, Creative Writing co...

March 20, 2020

let me be your wallpaper
the image you see when you wake
the break of light in your darkness
the picture you wish to see every single time you look at your screen.

me.

i could be your wallpaper
the poster child of a barricade,
the thing you punish to confinement in your...

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