Tell me anything about freedom.
How does it taste? Is it sweet then sour or sour then sweet? Like the candy in my imagined child’s lunch bag we got from Target.
What if tastes metallic—salty? Aged red wine? a rustic machine. Have you ever sucked on a penny?
More importantly—where does it end?
My imagined child went to school today and met a gun for the first time.
Did they think of fight o...
Do you know what it feels like to be afraid?
Do not think too much.
Wanting loves touch;
With my fathers gleaming eyes, I prayed.
Then I wake up and count the sins I made.
I’m thinking too much…”brain, please, hush!”
Sometimes it is best to just focus on the gold rush.
But I know better.
Is this poetry or a dead letter?...
It was not my intention. To you it might have seemed deliberate, but I have never been deliberate. I was not in my right state of mind if I really did intend to hurt you in the way that I did. I love you, why would I do that to you? I just could not help my self when he raised his voice. Every decibel he uttered seemed like an affront not to me or the situation, but to you. I love you so much to h...