Nameless
She claimed to be nameless
A void empty space
She thought she could be invisible
A child of darkness
But oh
How she was wrong
She is an arrangement of
Color and laughter
Beauty and light
She thinks she is as fragile
As a baby’s wrist
But to me she is stronger than steel
She hesitates when
She sees her reflection
As if she found a
New flaw to add
To h...
Monday 17th September 2018 6:50 pm
Not Your Cinderella
I am sorry it must come to an end
But darling my life has only just begun
We have made some memories
Us dancing on the teardrops of desperate lovers
Each second together a lifetime full of ignorance
We were young and foolish
Naïve to reality
Turning our backs against probability and chance
Out calculating the universe
Out smarting fate
But this is not m...
Monday 17th September 2018 6:47 pm
I did not think
I did not think someone else would want to get her cartilage pierced who was also named N.
I thought I was the only person who liked T but then I found out that everyone else in the grade did.
I never thought I would meet someone else who also had a younger brother named J.P.
I thought I was the only person I knew who went to therapy.
I don’t really think I’m alone in anything –
Whi...
Monday 17th September 2018 6:45 pm
Sorry: in a poor or pitiful state or condition
She loved him - or,
At least, she thought she did
She didn’t start crying until she sat down
On the metal bleachers
They made her legs
Sticky and cold
It started to rain - of
Course
It only made her cry more
The park was a 3 minute walk from her house - but
It took her 7
It was a 15 minute drive for him, but
It took him 30
She sat there waiting
I...
Monday 17th September 2018 6:43 pm
Happily Never After
They call us the perfect couple
You, the Prince Charming
I, the damsel in distress
You saved me from my tower
I would have been nothing without you
That’s what you said
Ironic how Mr. Proper doesn’t know shit
About manners
While you heroically climbed the towering prison of cracked stone and thick vine
The door was open
You yanked me out of my chamber
And brou...
Monday 17th September 2018 6:20 pm
As Soon As These Blossoms Open
I push my reading glasses with my index finger. The rim grazing the tip of my nose. The cows grazing the tips of the grass. I watch a squirrel jump from tree branch to tree floor and scurry away with the agility and speed I lost too many years ago. I glance back to the crumpling, fading paper I hold between my clammy palms. Furrowing my brow, I try to make out the once black ink turned grey. I que...
Monday 17th September 2018 6:14 pm
Hurricane Girls
The most beautiful kind
Are the most dangerous
Standing transfixed
As she tears you apart
Ripping out the roots you had built
And the walls you had planted
She leaves you in awe
As she glides away
A grey and blue trail
Of beauty and pain
And you realize why all
Hurricanes are named after people
Thursday 21st June 2018 6:32 pm
Ray Charles - a lyric essay
How does a blind man,
black man,
orphan,
born in disproportion,
make his prospects
better than his card decks?
Let’s take a trip into his past life
without life
while he tries to save his brother
and brave his mother.
Stay alive!
He screamed at his younger.
Stay alive!
I need you my brother.
But, no matter how hard he tried,
he d...
Saturday 28th April 2018 4:24 pm
Darling
Before you, I was nothing.
An empty casket,
A tree with no fruit.
I lived but had no life,
I smiled but had no happiness.
Awaiting my fate was all I had ahead.
But you, Oh! You darling,
You made me new again.
Your twinkling eyes,
Your smooth soft hands,
Were something I longed to see.
I would break my bones to heal your pain.
I would cross the horizon ...
Saturday 28th April 2018 4:20 pm
Separate We Stand
I fight for our country
While you stay behind
I risk my own life
For your kids and mine
You praise me and bless me
Making sure I am safe
And I feel so loved
Just as much as I love this place
We work side by side
As a team we are one
We are best friends, teammates
You trust me with a gun
But as soon as I say
That I was born a she
Everything c...
Saturday 28th April 2018 4:18 pm
I Hate to Fish
I hate to fish
I find that it is a bore
But I know someone who does
His eyes light up at the movement of water
His laugh engulfs all other noise
He smells of fresh, clean air
As if he captured the wind for cologne
His fingers glide over the water
Salt staining his forearm
He twinkles when he gets a fish
I twinkle because of him
I hate to fish
...Saturday 28th April 2018 4:14 pm
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