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Birds sing, Picking up Dead twigs To build A home For new Life. –Spring Advertisements
I just want to stay in bed and listen to the rain today.
She was drowning her friends watched blaming her for being too weak to swim. – some currents are invisible.
Here lie the wild flowers of my fractured soul, grown from plots of 12 pt. Times New Roman soil. – forever a gardener of words
I’m sorry that sometimes I fall from my skin to hide inside the marrow of my bones and still ask you to find me like lightning without thunder.
Listen carefully: if you breathe into the seashell of my heart you’ll hear hurricanes and disheveled waves muting a lonely song that I know your … Continue reading
This is not a poem, this is a blog post. I wanted to reflect on my first performance. I performed, “An Almost True Story About Emails” and “Depression”. I did not expect the words to set me on fire. What I … Continue reading
I like to imagine that flowers bloom and hummingbirds sing in the abandoned ruins of our love.
Spiderlike, I spin silver to catch feelings that taste like my image in mirrors.