Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
Pull away the dark screen of impossibility, the veil where the future lies—you stand a recluse, shrunken holding a small child. It is not as if you’ve wasted a life, bring yourself to the curtain open it, let light illuminate the wrinkles in your skin, the sheer weight age causes. Read more
My daddy says there are two Kim’s, The one with pen and the one without. I told him the “Real” Kim has pen— Where she becomes wholly herself, where she is set free, wild, unashamed. She is a feral cat. The one with pen is uninhibited, excessive, wears Too much Read more
Commercial door swings open, we meet Torrent of rain, pouring in gray sheets Chorus of currents ripple the streets, Wind kapows concrete in waves, zig zag Uncountable crystal explosions before us– My son releases my hand to tear through The film of falling water and greets A frenetic dance of Read more
I want tears I want pain I want grief I want shame My hands char from a gentle touch, so effortlessly. Spite me, Condemn me Damage me. Spew your madness upon me. I am not the demon you face. My eyes burn from the black darkness, so easily. Pierce me, Read more
She whispered her secrets and he used them to cage her, making her believe no one will understand, she’s a freak for only him to know. He climbed into her anxiety, playing marionette with her insecurities, molding her for only him to control. Blinding her with conditions covered in praises. Read more
I almost canceled the coffee date A meeting between old friends Filled with laughter and a few silences About what could have been, instead I almost touched his hand, Walking through the door Café patrons never glanced at us Both with hands, now glinted gold Instead – Time swept past, Read more
I don’t know why I drink. For the way it makes me feel I guess – like so maybe the bad things don’t feel like they are all my fault. So that if I hurt you, I will remember it fuzzy-like. Like maybe you had asked for it; or perhaps Read more
We frozen women bury our cold dead in the night shivering and alone, the wolf howls above us, we cry in solitude and our tears turn to snow. But what if we turned on a lantern? What if we saw in the distance a flash of a skirt, a glint Read more