Alissia DeSallesShoe JourneyThis hike barefoot liberates, But over time, wear lacerates. So I thank my shoes and all they do. For without them, I’d miss the view.Oct 6, 2016Oct 6, 2016
Alissia DeSallesBottled InspirationI want to touch it The spark that shreds my insides Tearing through my veins Pounding, gnawing, clawing, roaring to be fed. Always…Oct 6, 2016Oct 6, 2016
Alissia DeSallesAverage American Cruise ControlEntertain Madness Force Glee Clutch Remote Crush Tears Numb Thoughts Feign Knowledge Kill Spiders Assume Superiority Fight Gullibility…Sep 22, 2016Sep 22, 2016
Alissia DeSallesThe World WithinMore often than not there is light Sprawling across the city With artificial might Neon and glaring Loud and blaring Monotonously hypnotic…Sep 22, 2016Sep 22, 2016
Alissia DeSallesSimpaya The Baby Money TreeThere once was a baby money tree. A money tree baby among many others. Simpaya had five skinny trunks braided together, and a head draped…Sep 22, 2016Sep 22, 2016
Alissia DeSallesSmushed Egg DayThe alarm clock at my grandparent’s house consists of kitchen sounds: the scrape and clash of pots and pans, incremented toaster pops, the…Sep 21, 2016Sep 21, 2016
Alissia DeSallesLament of the ConchThough in the end there was a sign- Alas, no meaning could I findSep 21, 2016Sep 21, 2016
Alissia DeSallesWet WingsOn the sand I found you, battered by the waves. A miracle destroyed by the fearsome Moon’s slave. But in my palm, though limp and…Sep 21, 2016Sep 21, 2016
