Letter to My Younger Self

My dear younger self, This is your future – no, Don’t walk off, there’s things I want you to know. I remember you well, So new to the abyss We’ll return there, but You can get through this Happiness is not Confined to the past…

2017 Poetry Marathon, Hour Eleven: Empty

I don’t like to watch you dance because it stirs me up inside and I know you have no interest My infatuation does me more harm than good that’s when I turn to the Irish exit In short order I will remember seeing you dance…

The Invisible Man

Most people don’t know this I am a mutant I read comic books as a child I always wanted super powers Like Spiderman or Batman or Wolverine But who wants to go through some painful accident or experiment? Not me, I thought! So instead, I…

Hour Eleven: Neither neither nor nor

Where is there left to go when you’re neither neither nor nor? When you’re not allowed a name only a label? When you’re defined by what you (don’t) have instead of who you are? When confronted by the fact of your existence they’d rather you…