Is this some great hollowing? Is this how I'm to be made empty? To become one with the void? Every time I think I'm close to making peace with my circumstances, the black veil returns to shroud the world in my eyes by dimming the sky. Some say it’s hard to see in greyscale, but … Continue reading Heart Light
I don't want to fight anymore. I’ve grown depleted from the push.I used to be a tiger, tenacious and hungry for the hunt, chasing shadows down until answers were found.Running after the Mystery like my survival depended upon that meal.I thought I was learning to be still like a lotus after the bloom, finding purpose … Continue reading Panther Heart
I. It’s easy to have no regrets when you never look back. Avoiding photographs and sunshine. Keeping the albums closed. One lives for the future instead of the past. Always seeking to forsake the now, But accidents happen and the dusty old box is found in the attic of forgetting, right where Pandora left it, … Continue reading A Greater Heart
Flashes of dying from the moving music. A bittersweet melancholy song emanating from waning cells. A setting sun, so beautiful, even though you know it will soon be swallowed by night. Thirsty trees and grasses, yellow in Summer, getting ready to let their dry appendages go, pieces that steal too much rain from their roots. … Continue reading Slow Seeds
Sometimes I want to be left alone in the morning. Just my moments of peace without texts and DM’s or hearing my phone ring. The chance to find myself with my elixir in hand before the demands flood me. Cause we all know what’s coming. Soon I’ll be running from the cage and jumping through … Continue reading The Hawk of New Dawn
My body is a temperamental painter unsure of her pallet. She never has enough white for the proper mix of light. And she never makes peace with too much black tainting everything with night. And what about rainbows, she asks, always drawing tears down from the cosmos to divert the sun. My body is a … Continue reading The Color of Wishes
Where has my lover gone? Trapped in the snapping jaws of techno-sharks and alligator clauses, creatures always circle. They want a piece of him and they don’t like to share. What is left for him when they’ve taken his skin? What is left for me when they’ve stolen his eyes? What to do with all … Continue reading The Wearied Sower and the Wind
I’m sorry I wasn’t strong enough to hold you up. I couldn’t raise you easily off the floor when you crashed upon it. Your body coiling in on itself, all of your motors confused, you tried to make beauty anyway, cleaning kitchen counters until they gleamed, and your smile beamed. Coughing on fluids rising like … Continue reading How to Make a Sea Pearl
The lassos fly in the air to catch you and pull you back into the pit. “Dance for me,” the captors say, stealing your clothes to replace them with a tunic and leather pads. No sword and shield to arm you. Just straps of sandals on skin tanning in the unyielding sun. Dance for the … Continue reading Song of the Gladiator
I built myself up from deep under ground but it isn’t enough to contend with night. The monsters and ghouls cannot bare the light of a new day when their eyes have been sewn shut for ages by their own hands. A needle to pierce the flesh of tender eyelids and turn them hard with … Continue reading Firebird
