Because he was he, because I was I. Our lives lie in tangled messes, heartstrings too wound around ourselves that we cannot reach others. Tendrils reaching for closeness but never[…]
Tag: Poetry
Apocalypse.
As I lay beneath this tree, I pray my heart connects with thee. Skin to rot, bones to dust; In a coffin, I begin to rust. My eyes are[…]
No.
I cast aside the woman the world wants me to be; Self-conscious, Afraid of my own body. “Do you wear black to look slimmer?” No, I just like black. “Long[…]
~That Boy~
I hate love; I do But I feel it, Possibly more and harder than anyone else. I met a boy a while back; A friend, No more than that.[…]
Nana
1941 Delivered by her grandmother because the doctor would not make it in time The only child Because the other two did not survive birth An older brother that was[…]
For Now
Inspired by nine words within the novel Frankenstein by Mary Shelley A victim of radiance Bloomed in the sunlight The smell of fresh lemon and mint A garden rose among[…]
What I Miss Most of All
You know what I miss most of all? Stars Looking outside, I can’t even see them anymore I still feel the childish excitement Looking out the car window at night[…]
Mixed Poetry ~ Views on Love and Life
Lilac Whispers and Jellyfish Kisses They tingle on the lips, but blister and bleed later: Bio-luminescent and sweet, with hints of vanilla bean; A pastel killer. Mint dresses with black[…]