crystals coat my eyelashes and my puffed breath swirls before my face the mist runs its fingers through the low-lying trees the quiet whisper of dried and yellowed grass in the slightest breeze the grasp of winter’s white blanket still wrapped around their ankles somehow or other I catch the glimmer of the sun’s rays […]
Today he told me I was a worthless piece of shit And maybe he’s right Perhaps I’m not worthy Of his time or energy But I can make great Indian food And some people pay for my ink and art Plus I’m decent in bed…. I think… I don’t know, I’ve never had complaints In […]
he walks down the lane a single rose clasped within his palm its petals soft and gentle reminding him of his lover’s voice a shift within as one memory lifts upon another his thumb caresses the velvet though it were a cheek instead her gentle laughter echos in his ear her shy smiles, a healing […]
loneliness spills over my lips my sight smeared, my tongue slows emptiness surrounds me some part of me is missing my wings lift, then fail I cry out, “where are you?!” “hear my soul-yearn!” I lift my barren pen it sinks beneath heavy waves tossing and turning, I search for any flotsam a raft of […]
memories of you, images in ink and sighs, sift through the pages of my mind a soft breeze fluttering, a sharp gust, and I remember you: your smile as you stroked my cheek, the sun streaming through my hair, my own smile reflected in your brown eyes turn the page and I woke to your […]
Everybody around me seems to constantly be going, going, going. Looking at their phones. Talking non-stop with no pauses or thoughtful reflection. Working on and off the clock. Even sitting at the table or on the couch in the evening, television turned on the big screen and the little hand-held devices powered up… In The […]
examining her pretty blues I saw the traces of bite marks along her eyelids each red mark filled with dried tears and the echoes of heartache laying my tongue along each divot I tasted the memories of neglect and self-loathing the lies and the deceit and the abuse I tasted turmoil and lost hope oh […]
She is as cold as the Alps. As lonely as a coyote in the desert. As lost as a highland lamb.
tiny dragon sits and waits patiently biding her time curled up within her safe shell of blue with dark uneven spots she rests not in a nest of twigs and leaves or pebbles and mud but instead upon my tongue sometimes I roll her around my mouth (gently, gently, never crushing) she is smooth and […]
your soft honeyed lips whispered little secrets and sweet lies my ears stretched and strained longing for more my heart knew better still I ached musical lyrics or lines of poetry I listened wishing each word was true I inclined myself to you hoping dreaming one day lies would become truth so press those lips […]
