Why is it that grandmas always find the ugliest clothes to wear?
On our date I wore a cheesy sweatshirt filled with floral embroidered graphics and kind words like “sweet” and “precious”.
My tank top had gotten soaked after an incident involving the unfortunate timing of my grandma’s backyard sprinkler.
“You know you never actually told me where we’re going.” I told her in the passenger seat ...
My heart does thump
my skin does burn
When the shadow of a man stands
his presence adjourned
1 second he’s there
10 minutes he’s not
On the nights that the air
is stagnant and hot
Bending ‘round corners
lurking in hallways
These dreams of mine
They’re just a phase
A hint of a attention
I shouldn’t pay
To the being that haunts me before every day...
Humans destroy what they don’t understand
Small brains get frustrated so their fear expands
That’s why I feel for spiders and rats
Because they wouldn’t be killed
if they were nice furry cats
I’m a witch
I must be
Because who in their right mind cares for scales and teeth
For creatures beneath
for beasts unleashed
Or for those with eight feet
If I must be burned because compassion becam...
You smile at the deer eating grass
By the underpass
You smile at the dead ones
On the highway too
Beauty does not stop at death to you
Hyphea spread, mushrooms fruit, on a body used to life and pursuit.
The earth enriched so tree spouts shoot
Dark and fresh for native roots
Death must come for life anew
P.S. + E.M....
It’s easy to get lost in the underworld
Fingers snap then sins unfurl
Screams and giggles from dead little girls
Whose mothers and fathers had insults to hurl
Proof that innocence won’t elude evil
The worst can happen to the youngest people
Lies, dead ends, paths are whirled
It’s easy to get lost in the underworld...
