Dimples as deep as her thoughts She hates the scar that stretches From the corner of her left eye Down the side of her face If only she knew how beautiful He thought she was, scars and all Because, he saw her story in every…

I’m an oddly-shaped square With pale, porous skin clinging tightly I carry all emotions I am different from others Yet, still the same as all of the rest I carry all emotions

Autobiography of a Face Eyes that still gleam With the memories of all they’ve seen Lips that still smile Even after all this while Lines across the forehead From years of worry Crows feet at the eyes From years of laughter Marks and scars Hard…

Even as the cartography of her skin begins to fade, he maps the constellationesque nature of the thousand starred miles between her freckles. Her eyes are moonspill, outerspace, light years scribbled onto parchment. Her lips, the kiss of sky; her smile all the paren -theses…

Sleepless night, sleepless day, Pass everything by – I’m in a haze, my mind is a fog – memories displaced, my thoughts are a puzzle with scattered pieces.   I lay awake at night and watch stains on my ceiling, I dream awake at daylight,…

I see her standing in front of the mirror Striking her hair in fishtail The moment she puts on a lipstick She thinks she have just painted Another story for a brand new day It adds colors and sassy look She models her scarlet veil…

  We are but faces in a crowd living life to speak out loud.   From day to day We find our voice Growing stronger after each and every choice.   We are but faces in a crowd living life to speak out loud. To…

  (Haiku 2015 @ 6:15 p.m.) “Part of the job of being human is to consistently underestimate our effect on other people…” ~Lucy Grealy~

Five minutes, that’s all it took. He was ill, hungry and tired. Ok.The diarrhoea was a no no. What’s a mangy fox to do When faced with a cat’s flap Into brightness, But enter that forbidden world? To dance, disturbingly, Past pots and pans, To…