He is the one who can see my truth both motivating and exhilarating with a presence designed to consume. He is as gentle as my deepest state of meditation and as strong as this Sunday morning coffee I’m making just to get through. He is…

I assume she’d tired of her nest. Maybe she just felt like the patio was best.  Less stress.  She is very protective of the place. Not sure why she would need so much space.  Just not commonplace.  She runs everyone out of her patio room….

I would fall asleep Inside your chest cavity. And when you woke, We’d be some weird half-mutant. And when you woke, Well, You wouldn’t, after all.

imperfect always remind me upon waking in the first moment

wasp visits white hive painted and hanging intact swings on the door’s joint

I saw a fly go buzzing by It landed on a plaque. I could not understand the fly Why he kept coming back. I looked a little closer The plaque was covered in braille Maybe the fly, using his many eyes Wanted to read a…

No reason for me to mask my faith in you with hues of contempt of green or red Just because someone else has smeared my belief in them.   Copyright © Snigdha

i hate the word “meat” i don’t think that we should use it not anymore the phrase “i eat meat” allows for a separation a buffer a slight of hand to distract us the eater and the audience from what’s really going on   i…

Spider crawls here In an attempt to web It’s nest around mine Should I stand and stare Or prick a finger To dismantle His last attempt To survive Copyright © Snigdha