water drips through tiny bristles,
charcoal and mint lay on their prickly bed
white town homes of bones are awaiting cleaning,
black paste washes the surface and the cracks
scrub the centerpiece of the whole community,
your air will thank you later
rinse the bristles of black cleaner,
until the next maintenance request...
loving others comes so natural,
yet i can’t seem to remember what love feels like
love has many definitions,
most say love is a feeling on the inside
“love means no matter what, you have someone to count on,”
yet i stand alone in the darkest times
“love is when something naturally starts to take up more space in your mind,”
i must love a lot of things then
i know what love looks like,
i give e...
your eyes tell a story only i can read
drops of sweat crawl down your face
the walls are slowly moving in to destroy this place
telling your version of events to track a lead
beginning with names and dates
details so morbid you can’t help but whine
the pieces of the puzzle finally start to align
when they’re caught, they will meet their fate...
my bare feet on the frozen floor tiles
misery, tired eyes and a forced smile
freckles hop, skip and jump between limbs
fading hair that needs a trim
freely by my side, arms dangle and sway
body language telling of my disarray
left boob has always been bigger
scaling my torso thinking “today its a little thicker”
stretch marks flow across my butt and inner thigh
they’re beautiful but i still as...
Today I found a path going deep into the woods and through the naked trees, I spotted a tattered chest covered in rose vines. As I got closer, the air began to thicken. Through the spaces in the vines I could see the chest had engraved writing on the top that read “Les roses sont rouges, le ciel de minuit est noir, une touche de vigne et tu ne reviendras jamais.” I can’t read French but how bad co...
