I am writing graffiti on your body. I am drawing the story of how hard we tried.

I'm an all powerful amazon warrior, not just some sniveling girl.

There's this brutal imperial power, that my passport says I represent. But it will never represent where my heart lives, only vaguely where it went.

I use my dress to wipe up my drink, I care less and less what people think.

I know men are delicate origami creatures who need women to unfold them, hold them when they cry. But I am tired of being your savior and I am tired of telling you why.

I've been waiting for sleep to offer up the day with both hands.

Who says I like right angles? These are not my laws, these are not my rules.