When you say “I love you,” do you know what that means? Because to me when I say “I love you” it means I think of you when I’m supposed to be taking someone’s order. It’s so bad they have to repeat themselves because I was so caught up in the vestiges of you I… Read on
Poetry / all
Blessing & Curse My body aches as he pierces my soul Bruised by the blues Sanity disregarded piece by piece It’s funny because abuse is sometimes confused with the complexities of predilection Confessing to caring for the transgression That I thought was a blessing Though I was never taught the difference of enchantment versus lust … Read on
Dear America, By America, I mean the Caucasian males that run this country and call themselves “for the people.” By America, I mean the lawmakers that make it their mission to crush the hopes and dreams of every person that calls themselves a woman in this country. By America, I mean the country that was… Read on
my adoration might have vanished into the pillow-razored sand dunes and it drips through the unfilled spaces between my ribs your wail doused dustings soak up the haze of scents of rose and pure lacking that lie across our barren harvest sometimes i wonder if i believe in ghosts but my vinyl vision veils all… Read on
I like the way you look when I could only see you on the shelf I didn’t have to see the wires that held back the truth of who you actually are I can see how nice your polished hair looks glossed over your bald spots of an incomplete personality I’m not ready for my… Read on
I lost myself for a moment in your eyes. And I can’t lie every moment with you has been bliss. But I miss the part of myself that was here before you were. The part that was sure of her dreams and how to chase them despite their uncertainty of her. Assured of who God… Read on
