Janine Alyssa Navarro Poems

with bandages all over
my quivering lip is cut
you exhaust me
break me
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So tonight
I lost you to liquor.
May it cradle you
Close enough
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The moon
Hangs from
A noose
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Rockets fall through this weak roof
The salt hurts my knees, where else could I go
I’ve been succumbed to my own paper bag of fits
This isn’t even the mild one; it’s the beast of all
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There are traces of color
(Of love you say?)
On your face, hands
Even on your jeans
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The clouds wear a mask
I can tell by the way
They discreetly hid away
Each time
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Your hand isn’t pressed
Upon my trembling own
But I feel a force
It makes my sides ache
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She ripped the leaf
Off the stolen apple
And wrote her name
Before letting it go
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A dart across the arm
The cherry pies explode
In mid-air, take cover
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We are all born in these lands
But I find myself under-water
Only privileged for air
When I’m ready to admit
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