poems – Mecca-Amirah Jackson

Balanced

September 30, 2022September 30, 2022by Mecca_AmirahLeave a Comment

i feel balanced–it’s strange, but not unwelcome. i am used to feeling too much, my glass always spilling on the sides, or nothing at all, a numbness that penetrates my teeth, toes, a hollow echoing. but now, i’m lucid. i feel, at a distance. i can think clearly. the well of creativity is deeper than [...]

Daydreamer

Unripe Youths

September 25, 2022by Mecca_AmirahLeave a Comment

unripe youths are swollenon the bottom and soft at the top. my thumb tore the tender skin, pierced through the truth.i refuse to apologize;every thorn bears your face.my nail digs deeper.my vision blurs. my headbegins to ache.the skin splits.clumps of yellow flesh.sap seals my fingers buti will not relent.i steadily hold on;the wind tickles my [...]

Daydreamer

You Will Feel My Absence

September 21, 2022September 14, 2022by Mecca_AmirahLeave a Comment

you will feel my absence, like an arrow embedded in your chest. parts of you were gifted to me and i refuse to give them back. never break the heart of a writer because we will take every hurt, every part of you and weave it into every poem. is it spiteful–maybe–but isn’t art supposedto [...]

Daydreamer

Cold Questions

September 17, 2022September 11, 2022by Mecca_AmirahLeave a Comment

cold questions that i ask myself leave me warm in placesyour hands should have occupied. i shouldn’t have to strain mymemories to recall the imprintof your touch. they fade every day,every night, every blue hour past midnight. i would only need to lie back on my bed, pillows cradling my head as my thighs welcome [...]

Daydreamer

Retired from the Earth

September 15, 2022September 11, 2022by Mecca_AmirahLeave a Comment

i retired from the earthand now, i look to the stars. sole audience to my strife,i weep with a clap of thunder and lightning strikes tocatch the first tear. i dance with the moon’s shadow until i am dizzy with starsand can no longer hear. fairy wine never touched my lips, but as time perspired,i [...]