The river of dreams Isn’t as fluid as it seems Some get snared in a pretty net And their course they soon forget Their scales become ragged and dull Fins lifeless impaled By doubt Fear Of what and who they are Bruised by the waterfall Drunkin’ by the lack of…

“Sometimes you have to meet people where they are” she said So softly, eloquently aware and this caught me it stopped me because it said so much so much about him but even more about me… How my insistence was only met with resistance because it was not on the…

I’m sorry I’m crass You say “butt” I say “ass” I’m sorry Your’re offended I say “fuck you” You say, “it has ended” I’m sorry I let it slip You went for a kiss I bit your lip I’m sorry You are social You love to mingle and I abhor people I’m sorry My genes are crazy bred You are true form And I am everything they said Im sorry You are pretty beyond measure I am plain Nothing special to weather I’m sorry

she touched me I just wanted her to touch me it looked so innocent So pure So routine in the beauty chair But I could smell her and the minute she touched me I tried to focus not show how I was melting in her touch In her fingertips In the color of her olive skin the sound of her voice the sweet perfume of her neck She could’ve taken me Had me She did have me I wanted more but all she had to sell Was a sample

Her face stares silently in the palm of my lap I can feel her longing for the years she can never get back Her heart sewn shut by the threads of pain I want to untie her blouse let her love again If the world could stay here leave her with me I would change the earth so that she may…

I knew that life would come down to this The hour when the choice would no longer be mine. The second when it would be my time. I drafted many rough copies of this day in my head What it would feel like …what would be said. How old would…

The throbbing in my heart cannot be anywhere near the desperation commotion confusion your soul is experiencing Yet I am stuck in my own …because I know of the sadness in yours So here we are heaving in this murky sludge of mental illness and I fear there is no…

…there are some days I need to just Be Out side Not surrounded by the voices of people who make no difference To anything… The pool of discomfort in my mind could swallow you whole and suck you down the drain of Rage that is my soul. Period Comma cause there’s more to say Like why do I still hear you talking Walking through the corridors of my…

My body feels like a pit Of fat cells Multiplying and pushing The seams of my clothes To their limits My mind Splitting the fused plates of my skull In boredom And anger of these thighs That can barely fit Into the jeans That are to make me a woman …