By. C. Celestine
ethelinda did a tarot reading 4 me
the first card i pulled out was halál
happy birthday 2 me
ethelinda says – unlike caskets
coffins have six sides to them instead of four
& babygirl u have coffin-hands
ur a chalk fairy
u bring death 2 the dying ones
ethelinda, como você é linda
& then i leave the tent, i leave myself
1. don’t reply to texts
2. never call ur friends when things get bad
i call 4 help 4 everyone but myself
maybe things would be different if someone called 4 help
when I needed it best
but no authority & no adult eva did
it’s been snowing cocaine since then
in may i forgot myself –
on a bookshelf & u try 2 read me
u treat me like a bed-time story
i try to say no – like i did in april
but my tongue got tired & my thoughts got
mouse-trapped
i despise myself & my hypocrisy
& all the meat eaters
i let him stick a knife in me
but nothing comes out – my blood is all powdered
i cross my boundaries
then watch myself airplane-crash
people tell me to believe in the goodness in redemption in me
that’s easy to say, 4 a cottage-core babe like urself
for i give u my sweetness
my core-nectar my goldfish-vision my fairy-dust
& all that’s left 4 me
at the end of the day
is a peach pit.
C. Celestine is a poet and a student of Marital and Family Therapy from Slovenia. She was a finalist for the 2015 Župančičeva frulica National Poetry Competition. In the same year she won a first place in a literary maraton Rdeča jabolka: Pismo mojemu očetu. In 2020 Christine won a literary competition titled Iztiskanje črnine s črnilom. In her free time you can find her snuggling her cat Lui or writing poems online under @sincerely.celestine.
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