Courage was not letting your broth… But preferring to die From their snide remarks Which shadow prejudice’s unkind da… What happened when they grew up?

I’m silently screaming Alone in the bathroom. The tears of a sinner Won’t let my fears go. I’m suddenly drowning.

Spring into fall, And we’ve all hit a wall. Love comes quickly. Sometimes, it grows. Summer, then rain,

Dignity is death.

It’s over. It’s okay. The parting is such sorrow And relief. It hurts like a crushing force,

Flurries in India: Nothing’s impossible If life is a string Pulling me along.

Sam said, “Get over it.” As if I could Just climb a tree. Sam said,

Farewell to friends, The kind that push. The word constantly bends. I live a life of isolation. While others play in their bubble…

A tree fell in the park last night… I didn’t hear it go. The innards smelled of peppermint, And I felt the crumbling dirt Turn into ash in my hand.

I find it funny That I raised myself From the cradle To the grave. I never got a chance to be a baby.

I’ve been waiting For years And days And all the seconds For a warm body.

I was born of the Virgin Mary, Given life to rid earth of evil. Blood on my hands, Dirt on my hands, I’m akin with Christ Himself.

Last night, all I saw was Nancy. The way she cried when I held her… Like a fleshy cradle Around her broken heart. I saw her loving me

The grass was dewy. You carried me on your back. I could feel your heartbeat Through your shirt. I wanted you to be mine,

What does it feel like on the day… Does it hurt? Today, I have just realized that, And it burns. It has burned the piece of my hear…