There must be something something I can say to get us out of this as bad as it is foolish that fight on the roof of the train dangling by a finger and a thumb in your eye.   Perhaps out of shot actors who roam…

history met herstory and became ourstory interdependence grown from solitude made solid merging of souls… past—pain… purified restrain—resist… related emulsify—explode… excellence ourstory today not yesturday, not tomorrow no past, no future just today ourstory

My teensy heart was begging for attention, for a way out of this pain. What could I say to change your mind? Why was this happening to me? Stepping out of victimhood was not easy. I lacked experience in how to handle this. My brain…

Just keep swimming and falling into each other. Tumbling while growing, Catching, attaching. Just keep growing. Dark dark dark Light. Silent silent silent. Noise.

  By willjxn   Being that “in” is even involved in the word being— Incidentally insightful introspection— Individually, in can only be, if there is an I to be in it. “In” is a word that works it’s way in and out of th”in”gs. I…

tight green milkweed pod twisted teardrop fruit splits open silk seedlings fly free [Prompt 7]

A British Science Fiction For South America Five electric eels Swung out over the ecclesiastic highway Driven now only for acoustics Waiting choirs complained of unbefitting stones And the dogmas of their ingrained brethrin Irritate their alternate And pass again, At a speed of rules,…

Some people don’t like the way that queens walk….I always wondered why the way I walk envoked so much discussion My hips do not protrude voluptuously nor does my behind sit apple picked perfect. Yet my crown does rest center squared delicately but purposely upon…

Silence is an echo unable to find its way home, a name dangling mid-stasis. A mother cradles a dead son in her lap. She sits alone in an empty room, the walls cider blocks, the high ceiling with an oculus built into it, an eye…

Birthday Surprise a sliver of light in the darkness eyes blink against the unwanted brightness laughter seeps through thin walls where fear sits heavy bristling fur tiny hands lift lid dispelling fear replacing it with all that flows from boy to dog