The Trickster The trickster Dyer-Bolique made his pledge, Attended as my patient, faking closure, Allowed me to see what he wanted me to see. Scales fall from my eyes, blinded by vanity, Arrogance’s pride. The trickster Dyer-Bolique made his pledge, A mask of irony worn…

I remember those stares through me people forgetting I am there even though I am right beside them felt like a ghost I often wondered if I existed or am I just a ghost whispering things Ignored by people I called friends when I am…

He read the whole plan in a book He intended to ease himself into the water at midnight No one would know or blame themselves They would spend time looking but the plan was perfection marked with science, enzymes and bacteria He loved readying the…

Death waits uneasily Impatiently… Tapping his icy cold sharp fingers Against the glass… As the sands of time run away Wondering where I am… Forgetting I am always late… Lucky Me!

When I’m feeling lost and broken and nothing is going right I turn my eyes upon you and find comfort in your light You’ve always been there for me when I’ve needed you more You are my greatest asset when the wolf is at my…

In the stars high above Are the myths that I love Greek or Roman somewhere in between Are the stories heard not seen There’s a hunter and the fish A falling star make a wish Some were clever some were not But above they were…

I care nothing about anyone to beg I’ve done that before drunken ashamed begging why not me? Haven’t I proven myself to be worthy? In your eyes as if my own didn’t matter My sight thrived on how I lived in others minds maybe I…

I love to lose myself in a book It takes me to places far away. I immerse my thoughts into other lives Other times, in other days. People tend to frustrate me With words that can cut like a knife I find that with people,…

“I am begging: let me be lonely but not invisible” Natalie Diaz   I am used to lonely Its what I do What I have always done Quiet time, my own music My own books My own voices speaking in hushed tones I have been…

“Books were safer than other people anyway.” Neil Gaiman   So I buried myself in my books, Learning, early on, That people were sometimes poison And could damage the soul. My books became my friends In a world confused by rules Even now I find…