Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
God, can I write anything lovely anymore The lark the thrush the yew the bush Tone it down, lighten it up Look in the mirror—throw up My hands and say: I can’t take it anymore; I’m not ok I’m not ok See, then, I’ve made you worry… see Me look Read more
inside an echo makes home silent murmurations are octopusessed in my veins burn frozen frescos, tattoos into my heart, an unleashed fear smirks en masse, a rogue writhing vermin slithering through my veins into the chambers of my heart, caged outside an autumn in twilight sky shimmers bright extravagant shadows Read more
his life is fleeting his spirit walking away cricket cries break through the veil of his eternal night each timid step he makes on brittle bones glued together with a poisonous elixir that drips and overflows pooling around his icicle grey eyes it strips away his beauty one strand of Read more
i call you fake crazy because you’re saner than i you call me crazy fake on account of my lies you want to be wild, unleashed, out of bounds i want my words to bring you around your distance puts me right at the edge i’ve grown too used to Read more
I burrow my soul deep into the desert until all that exists in any one way are contrails and cacti. Smoky white lines cross the skies above forced into a syncopated rhyme by a jet stream proving planes really do fly like birds. Spent contrails. Waning evidence of jets hastening Read more
My husband walks in on us and says, “You are going too far: Saturday, Sunday, Monday, and now today too?” He doesn’t understand the pull of the muse when my mind goes blind seeing, hearing nothing. Nothing but words begging to be caressed into being, literary waterfalls decimating Read more
The room is a quiet forest, a woman is dressed in burgundy, soft, printed fabric draped around her shapely tiny body. No one speaks, we wait for the show. Asian music plays from behind the divider and the beautiful golden makeup glitters with timeless tracks of a history danced upon Read more
I walked straight off some pier the end of the roof — gutter baby it ended at the keyword *failure our faces kissing as if hogs to slaughter It ended at midnight I turned to stone the end of your cock – ringed-necked pheasant I always have Read more