Slightest flirtation was sordid beginning Pubescent tears welled into self-infliction In order to appease the voice of my affliction Then Death courted me into bed Disguised as solace, relief Like all lovers past, He is a lying bastard Telling secrets, revealing bits I prefer to…

There’s an elephant in the room It stands on my lips Wraps its thick gray trunk Around my throat Constricting breath Restricting honesty Prodding me to go on With charades and games What this circus needs Is a ringmaster without a whip One with purring…

VAMOS SOLO LAS PALABRAS NOS GUIAN DARME TU BENENO Y QUIERO TU VALOR DEME SU CARINO Y TODO SU CALOR ANDAMOS TODA NOCHE LLEVEMOS NADA AQUÍ EN LOS ARBOLES DEME TU AMOR ALADO DE LOS FLORES UN BESO PARA MI ADENTRO DE TU BRASOS IS…

I’m a girl who loves boys, tall,dark and intelligently handsome. But my heart isn’t a toy, I’ll beat your face in and then some. I’m single, young and secretly waiting for cupid. But come in with that bullshit, I’m gonna slay you cause: I’m.not.STUPID. I…

Place ur hands over my head Heal my mind Close ur hands over my face Make my beauty shine Cover my heart with ur healing hands Take my pain away Heal me Feel me under my skin The power to heal The love can do…

Brew and pour (don’t forget the creamer.) Sip. Cough. (too hot) Sip, Slurp. (just right) Cough. Laugh, chuckle. YOUTUBE. you boob. Sip Sip, spit. Write, Type, ….STARE…. Write, you boob. Sip…(it’s cold) Toss. scribble. Pause. bathroom break. Sit, Wipe, Wash. back on the grind… …….

“Evolution has no place in Christianity.” Oh how many times I’ve had that said to me! But here’s the thing, stick around, you’ll see– I’m living proof they coexist even inside a single being. Evolution doesn’t just mean dinosaurs, or 65 million billion years, or…

As a girl, young, bordering on naïve, I had a tree swing. My stepfather climbed the backyard tree to tie the ropes with hands that were accustomed to being fists. Hour upon hour I sat in the swing listening to the ropes creak and the…

If you’re hungry, clap your hands. If you’re starving, stomp your feet. If your tummy’s growling and you’re mad at the world, Climb on my back, we’ll get something to eat. (to my daycare kids, see you guys on monday..you tater tots.)

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