Source Material: The Land of Little Rain by Mary Austin This is the nature of chaos. Streaked with ash, evaporating the dark and bitter lies. The wind drifts between them, the quick storms scar them past redeeming. One expects not to depend upon brackish and…

It was then that the king appeared “Good morning”, said the king “Good morning”, said the maid Though she saw no one “I am right here “,the king said “under the bridge” And the king grabbed her hand To the palace they will find The…

You should have said no when they asked you to lie Or screamed to their faces it’s their fault, don’t be shy You should have bought your father slippers on the time it’s needed Maybe he’d be happier would have bragged and smiled Remember when…

Dear former Idealistic Self, 20 Years Ago, Twenty years is a blink, but you already know the relativity of time. So listen, and change course. The path you’re on, though good, is not the right path for you. You feel lost and you’re searching for…

“Hush Hush, keep quiet you two, you will wake her up” That should have been my line while you’re having a nap Might scold your father and brother when making noise For sure they’ll insist on bringing you toys I could sip my coffee while…

It’s been 10 years since I stood under a midnight sky, sand beneath my feet, watching the fog linger above the ocean waves, while boats of all sizes swayed at their dock. I dreamt of getting lost within that fog, of diving beneath the surface…

YES, it is true I am a combination Like you I am an angel and a demon A yin and a yang a black and a white A mixture of a wrong and a right Some days I’m easy at times I’m complicated I won’t…

When your masks of pretend and deceit fall away, I’ll still be me. When your words slip, but cannot persuade, I’ll be the brutality that cuts the cord, in quiet whispers and kindness on the wind, ending in inevitable silence. You might see my visage…

He loved everything airy and light: traveling and laughter, unicorns and weed. He hated everything in the deep: Deep thoughts and conversations, emotions and being loved. And he hated me.    

He prefers three things strictly: A good wife, a poet and a cup of coffee With these he can converse with anyone happily Disregards loud mouth and curses Curses that hurt and provide pains Hating unwise decisions and mess He chose me among the rest.