"my words"

My words leave my body

like the skin of a snake,

I shed sometimes

and every word

decides today is the day

to be expressed,

to be released to the world’s light;

I never believed in astrology

nor took it seriously

but I tell people I’m a gemini

because it tells them who I am,

when I wrote my essays

I left out the traumatic

because I blocked out the words,

because the words refused

to fall off,

because they were afraid

to stop clinging to me,

as if they did they would experience it again-

I just needed to have an identity

but I watered it down

because I can’t stand

being

myself.