grief
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But what will I be if I never get these things sorted out?Is my potential still wasted,Or is it waiting?Is my potential bottled up on a shelf collecting dust in the back of my cabinet?Did I stuff it into a closet that I’ve lost the keys to?If I never find something to be great at,What…
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Don’t give her a bullhorn,Don’t give her a microphone,Don’t give her two tin cans. Take her hands,Staple them to her tongue,See if she’s useless then. Look in her eyes,Stab them with,Feathered pens. Carve up her mind,With lies like,She lacks intelligence. Tell her to get up on stage,But trip her along the way. Slap her sobbing face,Pour…
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You laid her in your tears,She was your sponge. Soaked up your trespasses, As if it could keep you dry. Bound her hands, So no words came out.Tossed her in your basementOf broken mirrors. Hysterical ladyArmed with the ice pickFrom the lobotomy,She escaped from. Squeeze her out,You’ll see the blood,She wore for him. Then you tell me,What she…
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Magnifying glass,in his hand.Smile ear to ear. Ants run from,The fire coming near. When did I become His ant to experiment on?Was it after the shock collarWrapped around his throat By a hand much larger Than our own? Maybe it was before then,When the bruises Covering my legs,Weren’t from the sports I played. I blame him not For these things, A child…
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A cloud latched to the top of my head. Fogging the road ahead. Was I destined to carry this rage? Was it a choice I made along the way? However it happened,It locked me in its cage. Controlling my lips,With strings Attached to its grip. Rage stopped looking like him,And started looking like the face,Staring back in the…
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Does the lamb know She was raised In a lion’s den? Do the lions knowThey infected her bones, When they gnawed On her like a passing snack? Was her mother A sheep or A subservientLioness? Do the lions know, She was never a sheep, But a tiger, That took a while, To find her stripes and fangs? Their lamb escapedin the sinking dusk. Uncertain if she…
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Searching for a backdoor, To the universe’s thumb. Begging her to let me pushOn her levers, Please, I beg, grant me a luxurious fate. Let me be the special one. Let me deny the truth of death. Universe pick me, The holy one, Let me never die. All that has been before, All that walks…
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Crash out flat,a big revelation. Bubbles boiled,Right under the skin. My body reminds me,Of the heat that burnt my blood.Slice open my left hand,Squeeze the blooddrops on the page. Whether I stayOr whether I go. This haunting,Still roams my soul. Stopped pushing her away,The ghost begged to play. With open arms,I invite her to light…
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Growing up with a bullyFor a father,Can twist up a young human’s guts,No two humans respond,The exact same way. Some learn to be anything,To survive the next fight.Their brains learn,To accept any challenge. Chaos swarming his bones,Rattling his growing mind. He learned what he needed Was total control. Building a life, Escaping those early days.…
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She said look back, so I did. She grew up, and learned she’s not a doll. And you still can’t lie to that book. Once the feather has been gripped, What is written is forever a moment of truth. Perhaps not forever, But with that ink,She spoke her truth. She sobs when she writes about…
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I read somewhere that you should make peace with death every single day. I couldn’t do that when I Believed. Death was this passing thing. Not quite pretend, But not quite real. This gray space where questions couldn’t be answered. That’s where faith came in. Setting aside the finality Of death until one’s last breath.…
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Rustling leavesDance through my ear,Like tiny sandpaper sheets.Stuck contemplating who owns the trees. Their roots intertwined with each other and the soil. When its neighbor is dying of starvation,It doesn’t stand idly by.Sending resources trying to revive the tree nearby. But not so much that it itself shrivels and dies. A balance unknown to my…
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We look back, And it’s all we got. Tick, tick, ticking by, When will it end? No one can say for sure. When it’s time to take our final rest, unique as the finger print, We carry around. Once a lap,We stop and look back. Memories traded For time spent,In seconds, weeks, and years. It adds up to our whole life. We live the whole…
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Isn’t that what you taught her? With every remark from your greasy lips,That pushed boiling tears To sizzle down her face. Didn’t you teach her to grit her frozen teeth and endure the baron cold? Didn’t you teach her to wear pain like a tiara,As though it makes her something great? Relentlessly fighting against your…
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Sliced to bitsIn meer moments as your fingers invaded me. My soul died once, And dead it stayed. My body: the haunted carcuss dies a thousand deaths. Slowly, Day by day. Ruined RelationshipsJob loss.This body bleeds out endlessly the things You did to me. Refusing to refuse to rise,This body drags me through this life,…
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Cold wind Warm sun The bees will hide,How will I tell them? Everything new going onFor me. Will the bees wonder What’s become of me? Will the bees know If I’ve come under fire? Try as I might,I can’t find the bees. They must be informed,Maybe it’s too late. Maybe all my bees,Have found a…
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Another day trying to turn my brother raping me,Into poetry. Another day trying to make art of my life’s deepest pain. Betrayal is a curse,Granted by someone you once trusted. Brother’s are kind, Brother’s are protective,Brother’s are safe. Mine was not. Who made him that way? A question I can’t leave behind. Hating his little…
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I have this thing I never talk about. I got it when I was young. When the personality train dropped off my traits,my mind was too scattered to keep them straight. In one bucket, they’re all supposed to go. But mine got scattered, Into several small jars. To be strong enough to face a monster…
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I was too afraid. Stood tight as a pencil,Behind the evergreen tree. Holding its needles, She hides from the notebookScreaming for her honesty. The blue fairy calls to her,Always holding the book, Her sparkling feather,Held gently by her palm. Tell me your secrets, Her siren sounds. She knew better, Than to ever ever look. You…
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I’d rather not have any feelings today. So I woke up and washed them down the drain, I got in my car and they came right back.Shooing them out the windows Worked like a charm. Until I was doing the dishes, They bubbled out of my eyes,So I scrubbed them and shoved them into the…
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Safe hands Touch only when wanted. Safe hands Caress gently up, willing and excited legs. Safe hands Hold other hands softly, Never by force. Safe hands Only slide into pants, Directly invited inside. Safe hands Never pull back to strike. Safe hands Don’t squeeze fragile things. Safe Hands Don’t hurt things. Safe hands Don’t take…
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Snuggled in tight, his arm around my neck. His legs wrapped around mine to hold me down. My flailing screams,Bursting out of control. My small body,Shrieking for help. He couldn’t hold my feelings long enough to walk me through them. So he held onto me, until my feelings stopped. There was no escape. His headlock, an ironclad cage. Foaming at my rabid…
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When did I decide I wanted to be alive? The moment I tried to die. Skating along a thread, A cosmic miracle I hold. I replay the memory that will never become too distant, 85 mphLooking down, my foot is led. 91mphI know how to handle a car, 97 mphBeen doing it since the beginning.…
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On nights when I toss and turn. There are no cold sides left on my pillow, I imagine I’m a maiden that’s been sent off across the sizzling pink pond. I imagine they sent me here to find a better life. I force my heart to believe mothers sending me letters, I just can’t receive. …
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There was a timeI dreamed of having a stalker.You know, Someone who really took an interest in me. A man willing to wait outside buildings with a baseball bat to scare off anyone who thought they’d have my hand. How endearing, I used to think. Lurking in the shadowsMemorizing every inch of my existenceWaiting for…
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Fingernails clipped with chattering teethRed bumps protrude from a scabbed and blotchy face. Hair frizzed and fraying at the half blond ends. She peers into her reflection, Do homes exist without the sting of humiliation dancing on liquored up lips?She is uncertain. She knows she cannot roam their hallowed halls anymore, The gallows, a couch…
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In her attic, hot with sweat I look up at her desk. The prettiest gel pens rolling around. Stamps Falling out of drawers Ink packs stacked too highFlowers pressed on paper Shimmering in the small lamp light A smile lit up her face whenever we were hereI never understood How they said she was cruel…
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Do not fear They demanded of us. From the moment I can remember,The world was scary. There’s something out there,They told us. He’s here to save us. All this fear, it’s lying to youTrust in that thing out there. They’d insist. Lay your fear aside Everything that’s scary,It really isn’t real. it’s all a faithless…
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When the sunshine comes Be sure your mouth is open. When your mouth is openBe sure to eat it. When you eat ItBe sure you taste it. And when you taste it Be sure to remember it.
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On the merry go roundShe let her hair down Pushing her harderHands held tight Eyes strained upSpinning in space Wind whipping locks out of placeSewn into her smiling face So dizzy, she became But still They spin her round Metal, hot to the touch Sizzling tender thighs Fingers getting tired Fearing she’ll fly into spaceThey…
Healing Birds Fly Again 