Publications

03/22: Open

Tangible Damage

Maybe a bruise would have been better Or some other mark, a tangible record of the damage  At least then I’d have clearer fragments to sift through. You left me with nothing but brief moments, Sprinkled in the spaces between your kindness,  Of covert cruelty, and you said it was all me.  So now I’m grasping onto thin strings  Desperately trying to weave my story together, But I’m not sure where I end And where…

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03/22: Open

Cry Baby

my dad said, “this is why you should have a higher power”, but what would i do with it if i did? get on my knees and grovel to the Holy Ghost, beg them to please spare you, make you wake up? i would do it, even having no faith. i’m told it’s not my fault, you shouldn’t blame yourself for what others decide to do. one hundred people could tell me this and i’d…

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01/22:POC

Me and My Daddy

my brain and its lack of memory says, ‘he has never hit me before’ as he slams me against the wall, I vaguely listen to the concrete cracking or is it my spine? (if I come back and run my fingers over the wall will I find the little fractures that twin the scars on my back?)   my body says ‘he has hit me before’ as I’m trying to escape the nails tearing my…

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03/22: Open

Flight in an Orange Sky

It went down. Grace and power Embraced, Solo’s playing The voices are soft and loud filling the gaps of my feelings, this song and the view I’m off to somewhere else. The sunset and I watched it from the sky this time. Fragility and grace Embraced, the song changes I seem to stay the same off to somewhere else I believed wishes do come true. I am you are and so it must be true.…

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03/22: Open

Part of It

The words that seem difficult to put together. The folly in never knowing how to say what should be said. Linger in the smoke piping from this stick of incense how it flows, mimic its continuous meanderings. It is difficult to put words together Finding a different voice, your muse can never stay the same but only gradually change. Avoiding a digress The one unknown to others, what you think of all day Write of…

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03/22: Open

State of Me

Imagine that The state of me after what you’ve done to me. Imagine that. It was so easy to slip Into this, The breeze Oh. So sweet, gentle and raging Darling embrace me. ‘Kill your darlings’ And embrace me Let’s dance so you can fuse with me Become we. Imagine that, Falling instantly? Falling dismally? Look at the state of me While fusing with you As we become And this might be the last one……

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