Guest Writer: Tofu “Errant Pleasures”

02-Clara-Bow
[photo: Clara Bow]
=Errant Pleasures

“I am lost.
labyrinthe in static motion,
kaleidoscope-violated prism,
glass veins and sticky lacerations
amphetamine-laced burrowing into skin
and I’ve forgotten your scent

the burrs lay flat against my hide
of which
I’ve long since ignored.
friction, my husk ignited,
and the pines burn in my flesh
in a spot I cannot reach
and you are distant
and they beat the fight out of me
and you are gone
and they left me to die.

I am lost.
light turned sour in smog air,
a paned window painted bloody,
small and afraid.
quiet, undulating, sickly pulsating
gruesomely sore,
dead, dead, dying.

I reached out,
why weren’t you there?”

“I am Tofu, a twenty-one year old poet. I reside in British Columbia, in a rural neighbourhood, surrounded by power lines and open fields. My work is influenced by trauma, uncomfortable sensations, and the people of my past, present, and future. I’ve trekked through periods of poverty, chaos, peace and growth, and weave my experiences into intimate and vulnerable poetry. I hope only to encourage thought and empathy from the people who read my work.”

I also have a personal Instagram at @tofulori.
Her writing can be found at Tofu.poetry.blog.
Instagram: @tofulori

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