Never Heard From You Again
Once he was gone…
once my world came to a screeching HALT…
you were gone with everyone else –
and it was silent.
Tag: poetry
Becoming Violet
There is a number, a precise hour, minute, second between the sun’s revolving door and the moon’s sparkly shine when the world grows quiet and lavender fields weep violet.
Silent Sky
I hear the breath of the earth surround me
as mud bubbles pop they sound
like the tension released
between my own two tucked in lips:
the opposite of a kiss.
Geraldine
there is a danger to dismissing history
and we will be the price bloodied
face-down
folded over ourselves
Political Peace No.1
Alive in a gilded age of silver-tongued wordsmiths
well-versed in hypocrisy and greed,
our deaths before sunset transverse transsexual hurt
The Chameleon
She makes magic with her warm colors,
and lets us play with our creativity.
The Wonders of You
for my part I don’t deserve you
but yet you believed in me
before I believed in myself
and on one trembling knee
I am humbled by your love
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I think my love language is all of you it does not even exist to write it down. I do not know how I function with my guts pulled apart by life. People leave, then they come back changed, a new unsuspecting death surrounding them. They introduce their partners as Read more