mint green bra

  i’m wearing a lacy mint green bra that emcompases my chest it’s a metaphor to the way they make me feel suffocated under their warm sticky breath blowing down my bony spine soft cotton sheets twist between our legs like streams of water or poisonous branches growing from our knees i stand on the … More mint green bra

king

He laughed while sitting on his throne But he was all alone Crooked hearts stand by his side The ones he likes to please at night But I lay frozen at his feet Invisible tears roll off his face Splashing on me like an ocean Those girls lost in his eyes Haven’t seen the scars … More king

snake

  the snake curled its nasty body under the sheets slithering between her legs eyes steel blue cunning as hell   The snake returned to claim its feast biting down tight to poison her venom foaming from its mouth   He slithers in only to feed his hunger then coils away to watch her skin … More snake

twenty yrs

twenty years she still calls me “daughter” but i hardly know the bitter sound of her voice i imaged it would be sweet as honey but it stung twenty years exploring for faces similar to mine hazel eyes & freckly skin maybe we’d meet or possible already have twenty years without them those three humans … More twenty yrs

thx

It was so kind of you to just leave. You just walked out the door, and next thing I knew your location was, Airport.  I tried to whisper goodbye but your ears put me on mute. Calling you to receive a “this mail box is full”. Guess I wasn’t the only one. we were so … More thx

Toxic

One thing I’ve learned from being with a toxic person, is to know when enough is enough. I use to hear about people in relationships with abusive, toxic, anger driven people. And i’d sit back and wonder why didn’t they just leave?. It wasn’t till i was in the same situation that I got a … More Toxic

nothing  she was in love with many things that bare no soul they seemed to just exist just like her .k pills wash down the snow capsules with a bit of whisky let them create a wonderland inside spill the ink in shades of red till the words become right sometimes things just feel better … More

who am i

who was she long brown hair with innocence in her eyes quiet Saturday nights losing herself to the vintage pages of novels head on his shoulders afraid of letting him too close to let there lips touch who was she she was simple kind never done anything to warm anyone just herself scars lined her … More who am i

palm springs

For me it was simple you’d be gone before the sun could spill over the hills.hands interlocked, knees touching, I felt your lips pressed against my head. outside the windows years and years of sandy hills blew by. your heart was pounding while mine stayed silent. there was a strange ache piercing my flesh, the … More palm springs

feel empty (me)

cut him off – like the rope he clings too push rocks over a cliff – same way words slip off his lips erase the memories to save my soul – holding tight was harder than letting go forget his kiss – the bitter sweet taste on his skin seal the scars – heal each wound – … More feel empty (me)