Ayva M

Joined May 2021

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Bio

is a queer Black poet living in California. You can find her at home, trying desperately to keep her plants alive.

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Stories (33/0)

Runner-Up in the Smooth Challenge
Pancake (verb) -Runner-Up in the Smooth Challenge
my mother is talking & talking & the café is humming & something smells like strawberries & honey & I think it’s the waitress & she’s speaking & I open my mouth & almost forget how to form pancake/all I can conjure is brown & smooth & warm & sweet in my mouth & how can I look my mother in the eye & nod & laugh & pretend like pancake is not the casualty of yr hands & act like yr hands never turned me over wild & waiting for hungry lips & made molasses of my spine last night & it was only last night & now it’s breakfast & she has no idea/I sit cross-legged proper lady/like my knees were never river-wide & wanting & like yr knees are unknowable to me & I am almost proud of myself/I am nothing short of masterful /sitting here/modest & behaving like I can’t feel you thrumming through the seat of my chair/sitting here & sipping tea & adding sugar & stirring & stirring & my fingers tire/but remember how my fingers split you clean apart & remember how morning arrived on our backs & in-between our together & too soon & is there a word for that/for the lift and separate of griddle bones to let the slow syrup spill spread sticky limbs into all that brown & smooth & warm & sweet & if so I’ve never heard it/or else it would sound something like a shutting door & a jangle of keys & a café’s hum/or else it would smell something like strawberries & honey/or else it would look something like good girl hemline & a sip of tea & a smile at a waitress & a glance at my mother who is talking & talking & talking & talking & my tongue somewhere else entirely.
By Ayva M6 months ago in Poets
Refuge
After the cows and pigs and rabbits were taken, they came, then, for the dogs. The sweet, the rabid, the spaniels, and good boys. They came and no one protested. You thought you would, but after the rabbits, finally, there was no more room for sentiment. For anger. For god. For chew toys–it turns out this inability of love in times of war has a name they didn’t tell us. Something like hunger. Like bones. And the devoted, the averse, in the end were just like anyone. The devoted, in the end, they came for them, too.
By Ayva M12 months ago in Fiction
A Life Beyond
Pebbles skitter away beneath my palm as if even they don’t want to get too close to the Edge. “Rye—come back!” Rye shifts to face me—pierces me with his inevitability. Of course he’ll come back, his gaze says. There’s nowhere for him to go. “Anya, I was right. It’s crumbling. There’ll be no barrier at all soon.”
By Ayva M12 months ago in Fiction
Isn't It Ironic?
Morissette put irony to the test. But her analogies really weren't the best. Rain on your wedding day, Is not actually ironic, I'd say,
By Ayva Mabout a year ago in Poets
The Last Resort
On her balcony lay an avocado. Tossed by a neighboring fellow. He was locked out of his place, so lobbed fruit with a drunken grace,
By Ayva Mabout a year ago in Poets
The Capsule
when they pry it wide: twilight, chewing gum, love notes, and love notes, and dust.
By Ayva Mabout a year ago in Poets
Midday Traffic
now it’s four o’clock on the 405 and I regret everything.
By Ayva Mabout a year ago in Poets
Aspect
grief comes, and now you assume the mountain of time only slopes one way.
By Ayva Mabout a year ago in Poets
Long Live
long live the girlies who can’t manage time. may joy arrive anyway.
By Ayva Mabout a year ago in Poets
How It Flies
we find a fledgling, wing akimbo. our hands seam. time passes like this.
By Ayva Mabout a year ago in Poets
Resonance
in every version of every life i might live, life starts where we meet.
By Ayva Mabout a year ago in Poets
Limitless
The blue jay can’t swim - the ocean unbound & wild. Yet, it flies. Roams. Loves.
By Ayva Mabout a year ago in Poets

Ayva M

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Refuge

A Life Beyond

Isn't It Ironic?

The Last Resort

The Capsule

Midday Traffic

Aspect

Long Live

How It Flies

Resonance

Limitless

Achievements (4)

Pancake (verb) -Runner-Up in the Smooth Challenge