3 years ago, I viewed frogs as aliens
Now I wonder whether they’re angels
Months ago, I hated the sound of songbirds
Now I write their songs
I tweet along
Everything I did, I did do
It still was
Even if it no longer is
Whatever I am
I still am what I was
Even if I no longer am
I was right and now I’m left
But the person I was hasn...
Tuesday 1st February 2022 11:42 am
I'm not a broken vase
Not pieces put back together with golden glue
Not some fragile, broken thing
You can't cut yourself on me anymore.
You kept trying to hold me together
To put flowers in me and show me off, so proud
But I'm not a vase,
Saturday 9th October 2021 1:12 pm
can explain my
coarsened hands made so unsteady
muffled heart beat - louder, heavy
trusting eyes fallen too quickly
an impish grin
Thursday 26th December 2019 3:04 am
a whiff of caffeine and cologne on your left collar, two cups of decaf
and half a hug along the plane of our shoulders
and we took off
with stolen glances at my pendant as red and radiant as the waking sun
and the mole on the bottom right corner of my cheek, scaled to the size of a period that never surfaced in our conversations
our wings welcomed the wind li...
Wednesday 25th December 2019 4:00 am
Your skin like the yellow brick road,
and what is it that creates that rush of blush?
I’d love to shovel out your flesh or drill through your cheeks
to reach those autumn leaves,
that grow behind the golden weeds,
the red leaves that were never green.
No, never new, they never grew,
they stayed and they remained:
Dying, but never dead,
thriving, behind your face of ...
Friday 31st March 2017 3:47 pm
Have you seen her eyes?
Like searching grass stains
Reaching, reaching up the bark
Of her rough touch, rough hands.
Legs like hay, the hairs like needles,
Could lose thoughts in them, do you understand?
Oh, have you seen her eyes?!
Like dancing lily pads,
I once tried to catch them in the lake.
Silly mistake, oh big mistake
Because she can be a swamp,
Her pull like...
Thursday 10th November 2016 5:27 pm