I am not dainty I spend 5 minutes a month Doing what I call my makeup And my dresses don’t fit So I mostly wear jeans and shit   I bite my nails to the nub And I’m always burning my tongue On words I’m…

Rapunzel they called him,  Rapunzel he was, A prince to some, a common son of a baker to others But they never asked him where he came from. His golden locks were too distracting, His soft features confusing He often sent suitors weeping when they…

The sap greens in the darkness, Masquerading as black, The sound of insects buzzing, Filling the air. You notice one far off from you, A sudden point of light flashing out at you. Within no time at all, You’re surrounded all around with these little…

Poke poke Stick and stones Shake shake My still shoulder Pull pull Hair, clothes But I stir not To live is to move To not is to cease Diseased Sickly sweet odor Rotting flesh My flesh is perfect My skin flawless Not white, but alright….

The day looks bleak More bleak days to come. Dear me! How sad are times! Don’t let the bleak sadness Drag you under. Don’t flounder. Don’t be afraid to blunder Do not fear the thunder It is the lighting that kills and burns And turns…

Poem SIXTEEN has been removed and now appears on chocolate is a verb, 31 August 2016.

I am feeling morbid, somewhat Lost in my own thoughts, but Connected to the world, through An umbilical cord in my brain of Sound and vision.   I can hear the AC turn off and on, however I don’t feel the air, my body is…