Entry 61015 – Softly Built

In the night, at first, I painted pictures of my insides with words. The tired eyes, still and icy, inviting as winter snow deepened, followed the lines, learning me. Leaning over the barrier built of quiet struggles, handfuls of dirt up around the old firepit of love. The meeting left me naked, shaking. Cold. Awake….

Entry 82316 – Overexposure

It rings in my ears, the words “why are you showing me this?” Already insecure that my past The dimly-lit corners of my self would be an obstacle to being loved, “Why are you showing me this?” made me want to hide away, Good God, hide away and forget I ever let the light shine…

Entry 72616- Now is the Time of Monsters

As I sit sipping black, sweet coffee, The sun pouring into my room A weight is on my shoulders, though I am not called to duty My heavy heart echoes upward to my mind, though no one is asking anything of me. The gravel in my throat and fire dimmed in my belly are much…

Entry 92115 – Floater

With a world waiting under waves, I met you at the surface Your home was within sight, under the moon, alone. It seemed sturdy yet weightless. Longing crept into me, For a home with feather pillows, Where sunlight was Less than a visual effect, Warm and direct. I told you where I came from, Splashed…

Entry 92115 – Harsh light on the softest memory

I would run back And turn on all the lights And kiss your lips so hard they bled, Hold your body so hard you bruised me Release you only to return softer, More certain, survivor of my desire. If I hadn’t been so different from that, We might’ve had a chance. Now you have the…

121615- Grief Song

What impossible decisions I’ve made, the weight of them, The scars and time it’s taken to heal enough to breath forward. Onto what I know not. It wasn’t pulling weeds, no. It wasn’t cutting fat. God no! These impossible determinations, They’re a burning heart that makes ashes of fear And hands that tear at brush…

121615- Cutting Hair

In the mirror I was not who I had been Before my hair grew long, down past my waist, A mass to take in stride like a sweet memory, Honey silk and thick syrup dripping, suspended, swaying from my tired head. For every inch contained wanting. I cut it one night, I took up the…

Entry 121115- Heart on the Ground

In a shape so clearly made of two halves, a whole, I wonder now if the invisible line that breaks them makes them broken like something shattered- Apart, but not as a quality: the fact of this matter, of the raw formation, Broken things ok with being halves of some whole from which everything flows….

Entry 52615 – Either Side of the Fire

You say I make you happy, always have. Then why the burning at the backs of my heels? This firey weather between us is tiring. The pushing on my spine with hardened fingers, A pressing for the forward march: “you are too slow” in the knuckles. Can you put a constant urging onward, one at…

Entry 91615 – Onward 

Don’t we all walk a path Which looks here and there, In shadows it hides and the sun sometimes blinds us? I wondered long and hard over when my feet would lead Where I thought it looked like a leading place lay. If not paved quite, cleared- not thick with thorny brush, But it was….