Soft

Soft MP30:00/230.1441× I awoke this morning and felt… soft. I wasn’t being pricked by my own thorns that often made me cry. For the first time in a long time… my heart didn’t feel like it wanted to die. I was confused by whatever this

Irrevocable Desires

Irrevocable Desires A pensive state shatters through timelines, forming an energetic alliance of involuntary submission. An escapade of indignant truths... categorized by unwitnessed entities, mislabeled as miscreants. I have not vandalized the darkened, rural, subliminal corridors of my mind… And yet, they have begun lighting the hidden paths that eluded

Loving you in Darkness

Hey, Can you hear me calling out to you? I’ve been loving you in darkness, hoping you feel it too. The lady with the crystal ball said you’re lost… and it’s my voice you chase. I told her I’ve been searching for you, but all I

When her world goes silent...

There comes a point in a woman’s life when her world goes silent. It can happen in her 20s, 30s, 40s, 50s, or 60s… there’s no right time for it. When it happens, it just happens. It usually comes after she’s loudly sobbed, gasping for air, wondering

Not a Key, Just Ash

You mistook my silence for yearning. My art is not an altar to your absence. I write of ghosts, yes… but none of them wear your name. The spell you claim I cast? It was a warding. A hex. You should be whispering those things to the one who waits

When God Wears the Wrong Face

What an inconvenience it’s become to walk this earth in differently colored skin. The absence of melanin, once mythologized as the standard of purity, is nothing more than a genetic mutation, a lack of nutrient-rich pigment, essential and ancient. I’m haunted by a nostalgia for a time when

There is No Valentine’s Day in Hell

There are no chocolates for me, no flowers, No I love you texts in the early morning hours. There will be no heart-shaped balloons in the sky, No jewelry or teddy bears with sparkly eyes. Perhaps a picnic basket full of rancid meat, A letter wrapped with a bow of

Fighting Dragons

Fighting dragons is no easy task; It demands great strength and a dark mask. When the days grow long and dreary, One mustn’t give in to feeling weary. But sometimes fighting dragons becomes exhausting… And one day you suddenly realize the price it’s costing. When the dragons rest

The Hunter & The Bunny

At dawn, the bunny peeks from her burrow low,  Nose twitching at the sun’s warm, golden glow.  A crack of a branch breaks the peaceful morn,  She flees into the brush, feeling torn. The Hunter gives chase with a steady stride,  But the bunny finds refuge where she can

Monsters all around me

Help, there are monsters all around me… they don’t have spiky teeth or a snarling nose. They look normal from head to toe. They love to dress up in colors and hide behind a smile. They accessorize with traits to drive the feminine wild. Eerie monsters all around me

Ghosts, Graves, and Glowing Men

I don’t feel like writing. But I want to write it all. I suppose I can find some notion to articulate the sensory unraveling I’m experiencing. Today, I did a million things, so why not one more? This weekend was nothing short of an out-of-body experience. For some

Whispers of the Fairy Friend

Today I sat on an old, worn bench, And watched fairies leap from blade to trench. The sun cast light on droplets bright, So they could dance from height to height. I watched them giggle, I watched them twirl, Their tiny wings in sparkling swirl. One saw me smiling from