Circus of Glitter and BonesSteal My TimeA walk to the end of the line, that is a person’s noble request. It is full of rugose bona fides and self-woven, chosen memories. I’d much…Feb 26, 2017Feb 26, 2017
Circus of Glitter and BonesWords On My SkinI’m writing new words on my skin. Words of connections, intentions. There are trails of archaic brandings . Cursives of misconceptions…Feb 24, 2017Feb 24, 2017
Circus of Glitter and BonesPaper OrganI tell myself in crooning embrace I have no use for a paper organ.Feb 23, 2017Feb 23, 2017
Circus of Glitter and BonesCity StreetsI’ve been lurking along these city streets. Strewing brittle shards of expired youth Baby been snicking my skin too damn long. It’s time to…Feb 23, 2017Feb 23, 2017
Circus of Glitter and BonesTeapot ClockYou breathe with my rage and my longing for days and doors still unlocking A ticking motion A preserving promise in the hands of our…Feb 23, 2017Feb 23, 2017
Circus of Glitter and BonesBottle of Fairy Dust and TearsThe sound of nickel chinking against the apartment door must have jolted my 5 inch fairy from his stupor. Wings snapped in the air sending…Feb 23, 2017Feb 23, 2017