it’s not like they gave birth to me, it’s more like walking througha forest covered incobwebs in the deepof night, it’s when thevillage elders check your body for remnantsand find nothing. this is when you must bebroken and affixed,flaws masked with growth, and there isthe fire of inspirationcowing, and there is the hand that […]
Another year, another me. It’s a bit strange – I started this blog as a legitimate blog with some poems from time to time but over time it quickly became a place for me to publish pieces which I could not find homes for, or pieces I just wanted to let loose onto the world instead […]
outside it is pouring,dark spilling over the sidewalklike a glass filled with the blood of something fragile.you and I are somewherein this flood of warmth. the rain continues to knockon the roof, a witnessto all of this nothing.time drips slow. quiet.you and I will part so soon.