Poetry

Turn back the lapel   black, the only suit I ownHadn’t she promisedDidn’t she lieWasn’t it my promise    to show the wayHow cruel the thought left behind cold and narrow    but for the red rose    pinned to my jacketYet to remain the wheel   whose teeth are worn …

i am a slow burn with explosions mixed inbarbed wire tongue, sharpened claws i will hurt youand in the meantime kill myselfwatch me burn every bridgeand rip them down stone by stone while i screamtongue slicing open mouthbricks digging into fleshcold razors …

The gods of old are dead. The ancient pantheons have fallen.I looked toward the sky and wondered why I had to be born in this time.I wondered why I was cursed to a mortal life with mortal limitations.Why could I …

No. I do not simply like coffee.Coffee is my life, period.Saturday is for getting coffee with the posse.Caffeine, I swear is like a steroid.Coffee is necessary for every day.Without, I am simply a zombie.But with it in my blood I …

Are plaguing the life that I had plannedCold Toes, Past WoesAre tearing the joy from my proseLong Nights, Wrong fightsAre keeping me from the fight that is rightDark Eyes, Tied HandsWhy can’t I understand?Can you look into my eyes and …

The sun rises cold and unfeeling. Bare limbs of steel reach into the sky, with claw-like fingers and nowhere to rest, shedding their leaves into the hard packed earth.  Two bare feet still try their luck, venturing out on decaying …

Every night, we sit at the table, hard and unmoving between us.Every night, we quietly eat our dinner, you scroll through your phone, uninterested.Every night, I ask about your day. I sit at attention, praying for more.Every night, you say, “It was fine.”Every …

Doubt, why do you stand on me crushing my breath?Don’t you see I am God’s?Tremble at His work inside of me.You will surely fall when I start to grow in His power and hope, which lives inside of me.When you …

Her hair.Cinnamon waterfallsthat drowned me.Her teeth.Thirty-two shimmeringoyster treasures.Her nose.A steep ridge ofsculpted confidence.Her laugh.Melts my stability,I crumple. Happily.She glances my way.Dark jaspers shredmy composure.She stands.A reincarnationof Venus de Milo.She’s in front of me now.Heart an alarm,mind a canvas.“Get ready for …

A quarter of your life at the light, Half of mine, waiting for the green Going somewhere, always right, Anywhere isn’t really for me (Most) Every day you shower, Left covered in dirt after I get mine Oh, poor you …