HP Rivers

  • The Big Sad

    The truth isI can’t rememberThe last timeI wrote a poem,Wore lipstick,Baked a cakeJust for the fun of it,Marveled at the moon. I can’t rememberThe last timeI felt like a personand not a production,The last time I wasn’tExhausted by strength,Just getting through. I don’t know whenI stopped smiling,But I know my bodyMisses laughter. I have no…

    HP Rivers

  • Onset

    Knowing the storm is coming Might be the worst part. It’s like going away to war – Again, Like saying your goodbyes Just in case, Like wondering If you’ll ever come home again. She kicks in the door Like an old nemesis And smiles, Sweet as tea, As she licks her teeth. Depression Doesn’t care…

    HP Rivers