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Don’t pretend That I don’t exist If you wanted me to stay You would have let Me know. The price I have to pay Is to watch you learn From your mistakes from us With her. -She will never … Continue reading
Birds sing, Picking up Dead twigs To build A home For new Life. –Spring
Year after year you fed me dirt and called it chocolate I ate it greedily hoping maybe this time it was chocolate. It never was. And even though you’re gone for good, my stomach still aches every single day… ~ … Continue reading
Spiderlike, I spin silver to catch feelings that taste like my image in mirrors.
This evening, those stars hanging in your eyes collapsed into black holes of irresistible gravity.
Some call themselves mermaids, hopeful that they won’t drown in the blue sadness of humanity.
My heart was a seashell you threw against the the wall so each shard became a heroin needle you used to inject my veins with sweet venom launching me high as comets especially your candied lie that you knew me better than … Continue reading
The need to write poetry is a tickle down my throat I must cough up even if I don’t want to.
I trace my fingertips over his chest learning how his heartbeats like a blind girl learns braille.
She smoked cigarettes, knowing the smoke was the tunnel her demons walked to enter her lungs.