Finding Peace
I've started over before- Many times; this time, though, I am ready. We open the door to my new, downtown apartment (void of furniture but filled with possibilities), and immediately start to plan. Ideas echo in the air as we run up and down the stairs, excited about every inch of empty space."This will be … Continue reading Coming Home
Should I fall in love again, I beg it be with my best friend. Should it be with my best friend, I beg he love me to the end. Should he love me to the end, I beg our love is filled with peace. And should our love be filled with peace, I beg my … Continue reading Should I Fall in Love Again
I’m alone. Slow and steady, from my stomach, through my heart, through my throat and out of my eyes. Waves begging for something I don’t know how to give. Why are you back? Why are you bothering me again? I’ve eaten, I’ve slept, I’ve walked, I’ve talked, I’ve worked, I’ve cleaned, I’ve thought so deeply … Continue reading 4/20/2023
Eyes sunken in, she rests her chin on her wrist, wondering what the purpose of life is. Is it finding joy in random toys, in video games and interested boys, praying a smile fills that void? Or is it reminiscing in random texts, time machines of things you've left, people, places, words, and thoughts- Memories … Continue reading Nothing particularly Important
As the sun sets, my body sweats; This burned, aching, greedy mess begs in anticipation for when the tide rolls in to fill my soul with nourishment.Lessons and warnings erode from the shore"Drink from the ocean, and thirst even more," Do they know how good the ocean tastes,When you’re aching to drink after for too … Continue reading Dying of Thirst
Trapped here, Between my heart and my gut, Caged by my ribs and a mind too open, I’m Fighting for a freedom I don’t really need. Your eyes plead, “Don’t leave…” But your arms are wrapped around another. “Soul mate,” or side dish? I’ve never known the difference. Not here, anyways. “You complete me.” Is … Continue reading The One with the Aliens
Chalk lines on pavement once meant hopscotch; now, they outline the bodies. Orphaned backpacks of bulletproof fabrics litter the vibrant halls, while the children line up in clouds to get fitted for angel wings. On the wall: "NOTICE: Heaven is running low on size '7T'" A little girl wonders if they come in a pony theme... As a nation, paralyzed … Continue reading Unchanged
What were you to me? Would you believe You were everything? Did you see this coming? Holding me and pretending We'd wake up together If we refused to let go... But we let go And now I don't know What I was to you... What was I to you? A good excuse? Someone you could … Continue reading What Was I?
Where were you when the first one happened? I remember where I was. The sky was bright, sunny, and abnormally blue. My mother was inside, trying to push my brother out of the house for school. “You’re going to be late!” The tar-black clouds rolled in shortly after, while my brother and I were packing … Continue reading The Cleansing – A WIP Fiction Concept
I Watched you grow Into Someone I’d always wanted to be Did I make that happen? Or were you your own person Right From the Start? It keeps me up at night Did I make you, Did you make you? Could I have been you, Despite … Continue reading My Little One
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