Hour 9-Battle

It’s just me and this screen In a battle for control Will the white win Or the words that escape my fingers The white pulls out all the stops To stop me To put an end to this madness But I cover it well Lobbing…

5:00 Bus

It’s been a long time since i rode a bus It smells the same as it did as a kid but costs a lot more

Strange New Thing

cw: none The canary wasn’t sure what to think: suddenly, in its isolated life – after the day with the open window – someone new came into the room. They did not feed it vellum flowers, or make it bleed black ink; they gave it…

Hour 3: Time

Memories have always made my mind swerve in circles As if they, themselves, can’t quite figure out which direction to go Like taking a safari, if the guide were senile and possibly less than sober   To your left, you’ll see my great-grandmother cursing in…

Again

I did it again, I pretended to not miss you, I pretended to not think about you, I pretended to walk away, I was the one who say bye, I am the one who said I am sorry, I am the one that says again,…

Sister Love

I had a beautiful sister I carry her in my heart. She was my only sister But now we’re permanently apart. Her name is Pam she was gorgeous and tough. sometimes we fought together; but we never fought one another. At times we would disagree…

Sighs in Tears 2 – Hour 9

The bells rung. The swarm come. Endless, sweet pledge murmured Oblivions nectar drips assured. The tithe to be dispensed. Our mass recompensed. We will tell all. Deaths homily of forever.