I stared deep into those eyes of y… I wasn’t sure you’d catch my depth… And now you stand flabbergasted, a… And then when the thunder and the… I did something you couldn’t expec…
Sasha my god you’ve left me alone… Despair drowning like a babe at se… Lost, yet found and nonconforming… Deep inside my head this makes abs… yet every filter is written off li…
If I were sitting where you were, I would wonder what I was peering… I too would feel confusion I too would start to wonder– Hmmm… And my mind would drift off too.
25 Sep 2014 Edition Reflecting on this camping trip Certain things make me flip. My mind, my view, my purview How many of them are certain to
A beauty’s flame the candle bears; In his mind the seasons tear; Displaced amongst some memories; Replace in time by sensory Overload
Chicken wire? Live wire? Unadorned attire Ripping apart One white-knuckled clench at a tim…
Can you imagine not being yourself… Can you get lost in the words of a… Do you feel as if on the edge of m… Do you cry when steeped in sadness… Will your parents die when you lea…
It’s been a minute since I’ve wri… Afield of flowers Blooming in the folds of places Spaces between my thoughts, my ear… In tears I saw her veil piercing…
What do you mean it went topsy tur… She replied in hastened affair. I couldn’t Shouldn’t Dare I wouldn’t
What is it that brings one happine… For some it is a smile they can ma… Others that have done something ve… And for others, it is that you fee… When you can always cause someone…
I started a rhyme Then a thought chimed in And another And another So I thought about my thought
When last I exhaled your toxic fu… And now I stand here listening to… I was absolutely sure, then and as… I would never end my life I would never grasp a knife
When every day the turning sphere Advises below the trophosphere; I pen my thoughts with tools in mi… Soon enough we’re shown the tangle… ~C
I love the irrationality of her si… strapped around her thigh like a g… Choking off the sights of stranger… And fearsome grunts of displeasure At envious lust in their own bough…
