Just a little flame quick to burn out just a little something to keep you warm between bodies is that … More
Tag: poetry
Scintilla
And the worst part is, it was never even fully real to begin with. Was it? It was a rendezvous … More
I Met Evil When I Was Only A Child
I met evil when I was only a child. It stepped onto my doorstep in late February. Evil drove as … More
Before You
Others have sat in this seat before you. Some with the same name some with similar minds some with the … More
Emotional Sensations
I can feel it. I can already feel it and I’m scared. I can feel the sun from your eyes … More
Augie
Echoed footsteps on cold tile and sisterly giggles filling the murky summer air. “Augie slow down! Your legs are toooo … More
Liquid Love
I have so much love within me so much luminous love and sometimes, I find it overflowing and spilling into … More
Four Years, 224 Posts, And 57,288 Words Later
Here we are. It’s been four years since this little blog came into being. Four entire years of poetry, prose, … More
Sweet Nothings
You call me sweet little nothings and each breath turns them into somethings. Your lips have the ability to melt … More
Kairosclerosis
For the first time in my life, I am happy alone. I don’t yearn for someone, for somebody to hold … More
Your Old Things, Take Them
I’ve got your stuff all pressed and boxed up, the dust collected atop and all. I don’t want this any … More
Where Are You?
I promised I’d always find you but you’ve stolen the sun and now I’m lost.
You’re Going To Live Forever In Me
1,461 nights ago, your heart stopped in your chest and starting beating alongside mine. Your soul left your body and … More
Saudade
4 years ago today I was told you wouldn’t make it. 4 years ago today I didn’t think I would … More
I’m Freezing Over
I don’t understand how you can claim to love someone still so deeply yet feed them icy silence, ignoring their … More
Bridges, Burning.
You stood there watching from afar as I writhed gasping for breath as my lungs filled with smoke from the … More
Tangible Regret
I’m your tangible regret, aren’t I?
Revival
There are journals and canvases scattered all over the floor left from my 2 AM song lyrics and watercolor ramblings … More
Writer’s Decongestant
Now I know that this is not a time for us. There are too many miles separating and not enough … More
Desiderium
I believe a person has multiple soulmates; one for each part of who they are. I wholeheartedly believe you were … More
I Wrote This For You
I am writing this for you. The you who knows me through and through, despite what you may believe, anymore. … More
Everything I’ve Loved Became Everything I’ve Lost
I have a bad habit of not realizing what I have until I let it go and this time that … More
Nepenthe
Sitting in the passenger seat as you leaned over the middle console, serenading me between kisses, promising to share our … More
Do You?
I want to ask what you think of me. I want to know your candid thoughts when you hear my … More
I Used To Hold Those Eyes In Mine
I am terrified I will see you look at her the way you used to look at me and I … More
The Paradox Of Unhealing
What do you do when a wound was never given time to heal? It’s been left untreated for months continuously … More
Revisions
I deleted the pieces of myself I created for other people and replaced them instead with ones I thought people … More
Your Name Echoes In My Mind
“You can’t have something as powerful as love and then name it.” I named it after you.
Always Beside You
You will find me swimming in your mid afternoon coffee and gently staining your upper lip. I’m the string on … More
We Both Know That’s Not What Happened.
It is one thing to tell your truth, it is another to create a whole new world in which I … More
Remember
“Remember this.” my mind muttered to me “Remember how it feels to lay next to her, to feel her beating … More
Homesick
Ever since you stepped off my doorstep and boarded the plane, I’ve found myself subconsciously wishing each one passing overhead is … More
Overpass
Headlights passing passing passing Perched on the overhang of the overpass with you beside me. Arm wrapped gently around my … More
Unsent, Unsaid
So much never said never spoken never sent never to be known. I still have so much left to say … More
Precipice
Falling Falling Falling Falling Falling Falling Falling Falling Falling F a l l i n g off this precipice from … More
Alphabet
A buried castle deems enchanted, fate gives her imagination. Jubilation keenly loops mystery, never omnipresent. Perhaps quaint red slippers tangle up … More
Wildflower Words
And here my writing returns back to the oh-so-expected sense of romance the stereotypical and too often dull sense of … More
Whale Song
And in my sinking heart there is a whale song. The blue whale sings his melodic hum waiting for harmonies … More
Painted Veins
In this world I have known people to either be artists or to be art. You, my dear, seem to be the … More
Drained
I want to write. I want to write something but I don’t know how anymore, it seems. I sit here … More
Denouement
I understand if we must let things go but please please do not forget the beauty we held for those … More
Lovingly
And with every ounce of her, she loved. Her eyes reflected light onto the world around her and watercolors danced … More
Memories Are Often Sweeter Than The Present
I find myself holding onto memories far too tightly when reality has swept me by and changed far more than … More
The Unsolvable Mess
Maybe you are chaotic. Maybe you don’t make sense and can’t be solved but that doesn’t mean you are any … More
Your Last Poem
No. No, you know what? You don’t deserve to know my thoughts and the way you’ve been circling my mind. … More
It Took Me 10 Years To Learn That
I was seven years old when my mother told me the brightest, most beautiful insects were the most venomous. I was seventeen … More
Our Own Greek Tragedy
I thought we were the daughter of Apollo and son of Hephaestus. I now know I am the daughter of … More
I’m Still Learning
Somewhere in the fall, I lost the map to the personal universe behind my green grey eyes. My head is spinning … More
The Afterthought
It’s really interesting rather funny, actually how we found ourselves in the opposite position we imagined. In the beginning, you … More
Stained
You always told me you were poisonous that in the end, you would end up with inky blood on your hands … More