Fire glistens until my eyes crack, wet soaking the sky. The morning sun drinks the burnt parts of my soul, like water. My lips, painful so afraid this burning will […]
I started home. I pulled. I broke. It cracked. I breathed in the utter stillness of sunlight, warm honey, and skin. Slowly, I could feel elegant pain and a delicate […]
I loved and I believed all my happiness revolved around his dance his kiss his hands his touch. The air smelled of sunlight and I didn’t want to be here.
It was time to recognize courage. She had always dreamed in blood and death, but her story would find people still believe in ghosts and do not suffer a corpse.
Behind the glass is frigid ice and wind, entwined in silhouettes, shadows, and the blue veins of pale skin; translucent marble, a polished winter.
I had been invited, doubtless and determined to tell untrue stories about life after death. No one felt shame for the passing of time.
I am soothed by biting winds, sheets of ice killing frost and tranquil, stagnant cold. Nature reveals the inward winter of my soul is transient as the changing seasons. the rolling […]
I flaunt my darkness and threaten to bring you with me. Do not be afraid, love. You have not lived if you have never existed in the dark.
The night cool, silver. His voice disappeared. The foxes play with lightning and he’ll find they didn’t burn, fearing the remains of bodies and wings.
The city at night like ashes beneath the evergreens. This beautiful universe lives within me. A confession of love, calling my name yet I, we, are flawed corrupt and soulful Loving […]
His gaze leaving me troubled, unguarded. I withstand the sun. I wanted to save him. His own voice from deep within his soul, a comfort like his embrace.
I kept insisting. I knew I lost myself in nothing and frustration awaited me. Everywhere, the dull purgatory of unimaginative worlds.
she was stretched out, trembling naked flowers caught in her hair like Ophelia and she stared at nothing, ashamed.
and you had me at wilting flowers bic lighters as you show me how to smoke. can you teach me how to kiss instead?
Tenderly, I embrace sleep.
Close your eyes, just touch him. Concentrate on pleasure, on the tingle of desire; a spark, so soft. The natural attraction of graceful sin and scent. I kissed him, soft my […]