2 poems by Sierra Rittue




indecisive


kinda wanna die

kinda wanna live

mostly just

want to disappear.


can i just

deconstruct myself

atom by atom

in my sleep?


or maybe

if i stay in bed long enough

i’ll just melt

into my box spring.




nature


i hurt,

like honey bees

and poison

ivy.


dehydrated

and stretched

thin, like

canvas.


my mouth,

barren

like the

hills behind me.


i am

trapped,


dried out,

and soon to be

leather,


burnt,

but breathing.

as usual,


i

did

this.





Sierra Rittue is a writer originally from the Bay Area, currently living in Madison, WI. Her work has been published in Rabid Oak and Furtive Dalliance. You can find her at batheandhunt.com and on Twitter @unsavorywench.

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