MysteryChiquita : Writing

My Boss

My Boss

A Poem by MysteryChiquita


More than half the time I don’t even understand what she’s talking about. I can’t fill in her half-sentences, navigate nua..
Lunch break

Lunch break

A Poem by MysteryChiquita


Eight minutes left I’m chomping at the bit. I want to get out of this. I threw up my lunch today out in the parking lot and I..
Daddy

Daddy

A Poem by MysteryChiquita


The nice treasures I remember like little diamonds and pinwheels and flowered skirts don’t take the place of a father who buried himse..
Teacher

Teacher

A Poem by MysteryChiquita


I don’t want to be here. I’ve been saying that a little too often, and I know I don’t really mean it all the time. ..
Unnamed

Unnamed

A Poem by MysteryChiquita


You're a huskwhat were you once?Where's the woman I met years ago?Pierced, tattooed, permanent.A shadow remains -I can barely see her.
i hate your journal

i hate your journal

A Poem by MysteryChiquita


I hate the font you are printed in Black and white feelings from months ago years ago Waiting for me to find it. I feel like the cu..