I’ve been dreaming about you what can I say, you twinkle and dance around my thoughts like nothing, like everything. My memories drip and burn with you I feel you on my skin when I wake up I spend my day consumed with trying to figure out the snippets of unreality all that I’m leftContinue reading “in my dreams”
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have you ever met a woman?
Have you ever met a womanwho brings light and joy to everything she touchesbut somehow also keeps your feet on the ground? She knows when to hold your handand when to wag her fingeryet either way you know she’s beside you. Some may simply call this a friendsome may say that’s familythey’re missing the point,Continue reading “have you ever met a woman?”
rust and stardust
All we are is stars & everything in betweenthe whole universe in an atom& here we are walking around made of many. Can you stand on the ledge of everything & feel lucky?Infinite possibilities lie before you.And here you are! Here! Now! Oh how the stars conspireoh how they shine! On my worst days, IContinue reading “rust and stardust”
inescapable waves
Everyone knows that at the depths of despair, grief is all consuming like you’re drowning in the middle of the ocean with out a soul in sight or a harbour to call home, but what about the waves, that come later and later, fewer and farther apart, less of an impact but they’ll knock theContinue reading “inescapable waves”
black and blue
I spent months with bruised thighsfrom digging in my finger tipsany time I was alone with you. Everything you said cut like a knifeand yet there I was dangling off your edgesblack and blue and red all over. Hanging off your every word like I could become the me you wanted me to benot realizingContinue reading “black and blue”
“suicide” is not a dirty word
Meghan’s interview has got me thinking,reflecting on my own experiences& the human experience. Watching people argue & analyzewhether or not she meant itor is just being dramatic, trying to garner sympathy. I can’t help but see the parallels to my own story.My whole life I’ve been toldmy big feelings make other people uncomfortable. I shouldContinue reading ““suicide” is not a dirty word”
teenage dreams
You know those teen movies you know the ones that eternal summer dripping popsicles scuffed up converse running around the carnival lana del rey playing in the background thinking that life is hard not knowing how hard it really is that us against the world mentality filmed in gritty 90s tint the drugs and theContinue reading “teenage dreams”
spring reverie
A rose gold sky that baths light over the landtricking the eyemomentarily distracting from the deteriorating snow piles. I smile to myself,inhaling a burst of air into my sleepy lungs.The little things. As she rises, she changesshowing us all her beautiful shadesReaching out over the grass, caressing all she meets. The air is fresh andContinue reading “spring reverie”
one man wrecking ball
A one man wrecking ball. You see him surrounded by admirers’Never alone, always a pair.You think, him? Everyone loves him.He must be a Good Guy. Yet you haven’t seen him in almost a year and you still have nightly nightmares.The things he said and did haunt your thoughts daily. “People aren’t all good or allContinue reading “one man wrecking ball”
the multiverse theory
People are so concerned with themselvesno one cares how they hurt otherseveryone is too obsessed with their own worldto ever notice anyone elses’. We speak of multiverses as if it’s some sci-fi theoryyet it exists in front of our very eyeseach person lives their own creationyours, slightly different than mine. How much more enriched we’dContinue reading “the multiverse theory”
pretty words for wicked girls 