Star-crossed Lovers Series, Pt.3

-kalika

my spoken word audios 💙

CRAYOLA JUNKIES

“You’re still addicted to the 20th century, high from its harshness, buzzed by its brutality” -Alfredo Garcia, 𝘋𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘔𝘢𝘯

(sample at the beginning of the song)

-kalika ft. SirWhiskers

crush it.

i hold violence in my hands so i can crush it.

like citrus in a damn Sunkist,

i love it.

rinds of benevolence just can’t cut it.

can’t quit this;

can’t rise above it,

cause the juice is worth the squeeze.

poisoned orange intravenously,

fruit of the poisonous tree;

peel back what’s inevitably

flowing cold inside of me.

my anger chills righteously—

hellish from the seventh to ninth zone.

so-da freeze’s frigid to the depths

of my spinal bones

close to my heart;

can i kill the bicarbonate spark?

so-di-um salt tears can’t boil over

as acid starts to depart,

leaving a mark.

like angry chem-trails grieving the sky;

sickening all

that can’t bear to say goodbye.

pop another top, squash it with a sigh.

addicted to the misery, to the high—

to sugary sweet trickery,

and i don’t know why.

-kalika

Life After Loss -kalika

Her…

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Roll Tide

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underwhelmed

“Don’t wear shorts above

the knees as you do that way.”

“Why do you come to work

dressed so fancy every day?”

“Flirt more, work for it;

I find that’s the hottest.”

“Try not to be so sexual,

women should be more modest.”

“You should wear less makeup,

don’t hide away your gorgeous face.”

“Wear more makeup

because you look so tired today!”

“Make sure you dye your hair

to the roots so it’s the blondest.”

“You should change your hair

back to brown; I’m just being honest.”

“Don’t talk so much in class;

you’re taking up too much space.”

“Why don’t you talk more?

I know you got something to say.”

“You should finish up school,

to ensure you’re the sharpest.”

“Don’t go to school at all

if you want to be a real artist.”

If I let the world control me,

it’ll rip me to shreds.

It’ll take this tapestry I’ve woven

and turn it into threads.

If I let the world control me,

I won’t understand myself.

IF I WAS ALL THE WORLD

WANTED ME TO BE,

YOU’D FIND YOURSELF …underwhelmed.

-kalika

I'm Free

A dandelion among the stars,

not a firecracker,

not bright or bound by gravity.

I will be small,

small enough to let my friends feel like stars, boundless and full of purpose.

I will not be envious of their long life, intensity, or luminescence.

I will be happy to be free,

to float,

to live in the wind.

Until the sun rises, I will roam and carry them with me wherever I land;

We’ve come too far to fail.

We’re too close to harmony to not enjoy the solitude of our lives,

to not be grateful for our differences,

to not just be happy under the light of their presence.

I am but a seed

And you,

just a star in the galaxy.

I live in your light,

and you shine because I’m free.

-kalika

SoundCloud

I’m Free (spoken word)

A dandelion among the stars, not a firecracker, not bright or bound by gravity. I will be small, small enough to let my friends feel lik