it is you who is made of insubstantial weave you who breaks with a clumsy elbow you who shatters, starlight on floor you who turns to ruin before meal is eaten you who protests to a silent raining forest you who lets down, before you stand up in this, you are a porcelain doll yourselfContinue reading “Porcelain Doll Man – Candice Louisa Daquin”
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Fairy of Disenchantment – Candice Louisa Daquin
Diane Nyad said women are erased we should purpose the skies with our retaliation become dragons, warriors, remind ourselves if some turn away others listen. I wake bilious and grey, my shoulder aches, my skin is dry the moisture of me seems missing I recall swimming in the sea as a child, how nothing andContinue reading “Fairy of Disenchantment – Candice Louisa Daquin”
Composition of a Woman – Candice Louisa Daquin
It’s impolite I know … to accuse Despite formalities when years hence Your savagery remained a chapter stuck In my throat, wild thorns, without succor. We danced in broken tread, my composition And womanhood, cut into paper girls each Missing a part; arm, chest, hand, kidney Smothered by the need in you to destroy BluntlyContinue reading “Composition of a Woman – Candice Louisa Daquin”
The Lithium Chronicles – Candice Louisa Daquin
we used to say you were a girl comprised of ether unable to stay tethered, buoyant, above the fray rising higher than any helium, eclipsing the energies of ten; pulse hammering in wild jack rabbit heart bulging eyes readied, as if the rest of the world was on pause, and you, a blur of illContinue reading “The Lithium Chronicles – Candice Louisa Daquin”
the myths of girlhood – Candice Louisa Daquin
Her black onyx eyes were always rimmed red from crying? steam in the kitchen? sewing in poor light? I never knew, perhaps I didn’t know how to ask I knew her heart was sad even as her face smiled the lines carved into her skin like crosshatching she’d lost her girlhood to a man whoContinue reading “the myths of girlhood – Candice Louisa Daquin”