hear
Her eyes are a festival of warm tears; her ears are a melody of cold fears,for the aria she once heard has turned black—black as a tire that has hit … Continue reading hear
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the past complex
Creamy-walled rooms bare the marks of each year.Another year passes;another year is gone. An influx of new and old faces smacks me with tears;once the wound has healed, another mural … Continue reading the past complex
Mirage
I stand in a river of happiness. Everywhere I turn, I see my face against the mirrors of smoke, Lips contorted into a smile, when really, it is broke. I … Continue reading Mirage
the carnival
In the night, stars dance across the ceiling as a neon parade swarms the circle. Vibrant diversity rings in each color, in each promenade. A mass of euphoria, of ecstasy, … Continue reading the carnival
First Heartbreak
Thank you for being first heartbreak. Thank you for putting all at stake. Thank you for making my heart ache. Thank you for breaking my heart. You pushed until I … Continue reading First Heartbreak
Watercolor
You’re a kaleidoscope of color in my eyes. Much like a rainbow palette toned into the dull hues of a storm, You drain the world.You bleed through light until the … Continue reading Watercolor
Pride
The world, much like the human race, is stitched together into a clock; at some point, the hour hand, the minute hand, and the tiny second hand will stop at … Continue reading Pride
Demons
Demons dancing inside my mind. Skulls are prancebefore my eyes. All that I knowit blows inside. Every last foeswaits for my cry. Why, oh, just whydo you haunt me?Why, oh, … Continue reading Demons
Passage #1
Slowly, the procession unfolds like floating through a cloud. The crystal altar where the queen, in a leafy, forest green gown, and foliate cape, and foresty crown of crystals waits. … Continue reading Passage #1
Me
I’m the girl under a cloud of gray.I’m the one who never understandsHow conflict a world it is in which we live. Time goes right and left until it collides. … Continue reading Me
Dear Soulmate
Dear soulmate, The crimson rays of the sun tantalize the sand of mourning, and yet, as the sun brushes down on the squelching moans, I see everything, and nothing, so … Continue reading Dear Soulmate
the ballerina
A melody pirouettes in the darkness of my brain; a haze of color, ignites me, fight me, until I am tamed.Toes pointed.Body fluent in untold grace. Stomach tucked in. Legs … Continue reading the ballerina
