If flowers were alive, would you pick them up? As the earth corrodes, will you take a stand? When the pain is unbearable, will you end it all?   Do you eternally long for a happy ever after. How deep are your roots? Deep enough…

blue the coldest red the oldest blood the inspiration across a nation walks talks all letters all better in the end??  

I have lost it It’s gone Can’t find another word Can’t write another sentence It’s too much I can’t I have to scramble now Old challenges Plagerism Give me a word, someone Give me a word Anything I have lost it Not another word Not another…

  “A Maddening Love” What can I say? What may I do for you? Name it, it is yours. For I am no more than a slave, A tramp, a handmaiden, a lover, A whore, a bitch, a mother, a friend, and a soul mate….

When I thought the world of you the universe caved in. Thought if you were my confidant found out you weren’t my friend. I dreamed of you believed in you put faith beyond the sky. I trusted you jumped off the cliff then realized I…

Talk your words of beauty and pain and suffering, depression, life and love, death and decay for I will listen. I will be yours. Your strength, your weakness, the fire that lights the oil of potential in your soul. I am Water, life giving and…

No burns, no foul. Pain isn’t a cutoff it is a lesson of another err, of Experience’s mentorship though the gnarled figure before me is too bent near genderless to age. More so tree than human, the rootpiece he leans upon resembling an extension of…

My smile wilts roses death in my arms and eyes unremarkable the page accepts unwanted emotion the night claims darkness the day claims the wish for darkness twilight, the moon dawn, the sun the stars blink calling for vengeance of ancestral misgivings Or they would,…

Take me to higher ground Deliver me from Obsessions Compulsions Misdemeaners and Defeat   Deliver me from long lonely nights From undercurrents of drama Repressions Confusions Disclaimers and Deceipt   Take me to higher ground Pull me from self doubt Intensions Confrontations Manipulators Indiscreet  

A woman cries salty tears into her cereal bowl. Beaten and stressed she wails as she fills her problems with soggy Cheerios. Three bowls in she stops, her stomach bloated and stretched. Her sorrow still floats in the milk that fills her distended stomach. The…