My body screams in blood
Every month like clockwork,
And yet they say I am dramatic.

(A poem by C.C)
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My poetry collection, Tencha Tea, has been growing with me for four years, and it’s finally published!
I’m so excited to share it, it feels like my best work yet. The book is split into two halves- Bitter and Sweet. ☕️📖
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He argued that I was far too fragile,
But I have endured
Every kind of breaking,
And still, my heart grows back stronger
And more resilient, each time.

Fragile things do not survive
What I have survived.

(A poem by C.C)
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You asked for all of me
Pure, human, authentic
And I gave you my veins

You drank me empty
Then complained
That my tarnished blood
Tasted too much like survival.

(‘Vampire’- a poem by C.C)
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My childhood felt like drowning
In a bathtub full of gasoline
Every time I tried to breathe,
Those who promised safety
Lit a match,
And told me
To be grateful for the warmth.

(A poem by C.C)
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I stitched away my childhood trauma
With the same thread my mother used
Only to find the pattern repeating-
Blood and bruises,
Disguised as pretty embroidery.

(A poem by C.C)
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I have seemingly been
Holding my icy breath
As long as I can recall
And between menthol cigarette breaks
Paper dust in my lungs
And your unrequited love
I think I would like to learn
How to breathe again.

(A poem by C.C)
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