Sometimes I wonder who I'm trying to reach when I write. Myself? People like myself? Someone to validate my existence and tell me I'm good enough to carry on? I'm not sure I have any idea. All I know is that I feel driven to share what moves through me, in whatever way I can.... Continue Reading →
~ little one ~
I’m raging out of my skin Jumpy, electric nonsense, and yet Convulsing with unwanted sobs Holding, suppressing, denying The impotence that scares me more Than any tangible threat. My belly clenches up, bracing Attempting feeble containment Of the demon churning deep within. She demands compensation, flesh Payment for that which was ripped away A child’s... Continue Reading →
– skip skip –
The arrhythmia of my heart Explains it all. Not here to hate Or love singly But embrace the whole damn world. My heart skips a beat Do you look up? Do you see? With your entire being Not those insufficient eyes Alone. But with all Do you? Don’t miss a second It could always be... Continue Reading →
– artistry –
Look at me So even-tempered these days Fearful that my inner peace Might poach my creativity But is that such a blemish If I remain alive To feel the breeze on my skin For another cycle? Creativity need not be born From despair. I eschew that tired narrative. That stereotypical trope. What good are creative... Continue Reading →
– weight –
Pale and withdrawn Afraid to be seen Like an invalid Lost to the light for years Now shuddering in the sun. In love with the journey But obstinately, firmly shut off To any dalliances along the way. Tell me, how else should it be? How else can it be? Hiding from revelation Is the only... Continue Reading →