Singing through creaks,
skulking through crooks,
sneaking through cracks.
Even in silence
you can't stay still.
Tuesday, November 29, 2016
Monday, May 9, 2016
Positively Dull
Cotton ball parade
trending shades of gray.
Softy lit
gently wet
fashion show in May.
trending shades of gray.
Softy lit
gently wet
fashion show in May.
Sunday, April 24, 2016
Hope
These empty, cavernous halls
echo with the sound of laughter
that no one ever heard.
A room occupied for a moment,
fleeting
unknown,
gone.
Here, the beds are always turned down,
and cleaned with scarlet rivers.
Rinse, repeat.
Wait.
echo with the sound of laughter
that no one ever heard.
A room occupied for a moment,
fleeting
unknown,
gone.
Here, the beds are always turned down,
and cleaned with scarlet rivers.
Rinse, repeat.
Wait.
Wednesday, March 23, 2016
Crave
You are my cigarette.
You gave me cancer.
Sweet aroma of regret,
clings to my skin for hours.
The only cure to radiate
my soul with fear and hate.
Yet I'll always know,
deep down in my chest,
I crave you with every breath.
You are my cigarette.
You gave me cancer.
Sweet aroma of regret,
clings to my skin for hours.
The only cure to radiate
my soul with fear and hate.
Yet I'll always know,
deep down in my chest,
I crave you with every breath.
You are my cigarette.
Friday, March 18, 2016
Preview
Daffodils are tiny cups of sunshine
blazing through the cold earth,
bursting forth just long enough
to take a sip.
blazing through the cold earth,
bursting forth just long enough
to take a sip.
Tuesday, March 15, 2016
Self Justification
I'm just a girl
armed with power that rejects awareness,
and flirts coyly with hindsight.
To some,
I'm an excuse for vanity,
a version of mocked perfection
dripping with extra security.
To them,
I'm just a toy.
I'm just a girl,
walking in old shoes,
using comfort
to hide from change.
To me,
new shoes,
new blisters.
armed with power that rejects awareness,
and flirts coyly with hindsight.
To some,
I'm an excuse for vanity,
a version of mocked perfection
dripping with extra security.
To them,
I'm just a toy.
I'm just a girl,
walking in old shoes,
using comfort
to hide from change.
To me,
new shoes,
new blisters.
Monday, March 14, 2016
Tuesday, February 16, 2016
Tsunami
A mighty force shoved to light,
moving the earth beneath
my footprints in the ashes.
Cry an ocean of tears,
for your shallow, fractured thrusting
which compels beaches to break
and shifts sands of time.
I'm floating on a distant shore;
toes and lips tickled,
caressed, kissed by the ripples.
Just enough to ache for a storm.
moving the earth beneath
my footprints in the ashes.
Cry an ocean of tears,
for your shallow, fractured thrusting
which compels beaches to break
and shifts sands of time.
I'm floating on a distant shore;
toes and lips tickled,
caressed, kissed by the ripples.
Just enough to ache for a storm.
Monday, February 8, 2016
I Need All of You
Fear masquerades under inclusion.
I am an outsider;
it's easy to recognize hate
and ignore the threat of apathy.
It prevents amendments.
It taints movements designed to liberate.
It warps boxes,
and has the audacity to twist ideals
beyond recognition with a singular perspective.
Vigorous. Capable.
Progressive. Equitable.
Imaginative. Magnificent.
Feminist.
These are my synonyms!
My equality.
I am an outsider;
it's easy to recognize hate
and ignore the threat of apathy.
It prevents amendments.
It taints movements designed to liberate.
It warps boxes,
and has the audacity to twist ideals
beyond recognition with a singular perspective.
Vigorous. Capable.
Progressive. Equitable.
Imaginative. Magnificent.
Feminist.
These are my synonyms!
My equality.
My definition!
Join me.
Create your own shape.
Join me.
Create your own shape.
Break their mold.
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