The deathly creaking of my joints persist, I can resist the pressure no longer. With a heavy groan, I come undone. Nut loosening from bolt, screw loosening from chain, my metal frame loosening from the soil I had sunken my... Continue Reading →
Instead of blue, She always saw candy floss Pink clouds, and Orange puppies Within the pages Of her colouring books. Shy eyes Continually noticed the Polychrome possibilities Of a black-and-white world, While downcast eyes Traced doodles On empty sidewalks.... Continue Reading →
Cluelessness and clumsy pretending Seem synonymous with adulthood, As do unrealistically lofty expectations, Plaguing pressures, And overwhelming frustration. Awkwardly fumbling in The dark, toward a future That is hazy at best Is merely a part of growing up. As... Continue Reading →
"My sins are my womb and XX chromosomes, the breasts that I must pour into the cups of a bra."