Poetry – Melody Zhang

two stops, and then we’re home

parallel peaces

January 15, 2023

storms

like no beggar, you give

January 14, 2023

i hate that we know each other. i hate thatin ways that i can’t speak,you are my tongue. i hate that you saw me and thati saw you and i hate that you hatethat we never had a chance. ihatethat we have only been aloneand i hate that you were the first tobreak that fate.…

January 11, 2023

promise

…& it became burnt into me, likeyour smoldering cigars — knowing with its scent. we are talking in the way that disappoints no one:i stay silent and you get angry,neither of us saying goodbye.i am playing what was your favorite vinyl:“loneliness is a crime…a crime, a crime…”& it became burnt into me.

January 10, 2023

you & regrets

she asks you, “have your regrets begun?” & you, you, you; you say: “no,” because it is what she expects of you. “they won’t, because i don’t regret what i did, what i’ll do, what i’ll have done and have did for whatever you want from me,” because it is what she expects of you.…

January 9, 2023