The clouds huddle While lightning strikes the ocean With jagged fingertips And sharp crackles. The cliff crumbling, threatening to dash you upon the rocks beneath Light a spark Clasped within your hands Singeing your palms and scorching your fingers. Be the first To cast your…

I wait outside the door I listen to the sobs inside The door is locked, I cannot come in Let me in, baby girl Let me say it will be alright

Look at you, coward over, Searching for a way to make this about me You foolish soul Can you feel my resentment building my anger toward your very breath Can you not see what you have created? The monster in me is eager to feed…

I write because If I did not I would cease to exist I could not breathe Writing is life to me Words, beautiful words Terrible words Wise words Foolish words Words can change the world Use with responsibility.

I pluck a wilderness To match the warm darkness. I snuggle into a ball, Feeling the cold begin to touch my head. I squint, There’s maybe a light, Maybe a light. Make me a light.

A red brick facade, a stately double door Curios adorning the walls, crystal chandeliers shining down The warm glow from the fireplace with armchairs completing the look The open, inviting kitchen where meals are cooked with love The cozy library in the corner with a hundred…

from there to here __________________________ yes, your fingers bled on the cotton you tripped over words like jello and jump a breathy silence beginning your father’s name jesus – not the son of… but more like that other god: ‘hey, zeus’ your friends were sent…

If I had hands I could touch Every inch of this place without moving at all I once had only to think of something new And I could push out a new room or a wall But everything that came attached to that thought Filled…

That day Baby Girl was brave Across the giant pit of balls, Over the plastic, rugged stone wall, My baby girl was going to climb to the top. Up the stairs, over the net, she brought her best. Until she dared to reach the summit,…

He stood outside the window looking in As the family eats every grain He was envious as they eat happily Because never had he a family In tears he watched with a grieving heart And wished his life to restart But never will it happen…