A Sign of Time

Oh, Time, strange thing you are, teasing us with urgency in the illusion of scarcity.  We can never know your true nature with all this fear of losing you. Do you ever truly disappear or is it merely that our attachment to the years painted on our gadgets leads to no longer seeing the numbers … More A Sign of Time

Giant Shoes

They say 13 is an unlucky number, always avoided and missed, so my giant can’t find shoes to fit with enough room to exist.Too much reverence for the feminine to be contained in a size that’s tame enough for men to feel safe. Thirteen inches breaks the ruler, and 13 skiesare too much for tiny … More Giant Shoes

Beneath the Ice

I am surprised I made it this long without hitting the ice above. Submerged so deep with no hope of a breath. No cracks to encourage me to bust through, or try. Maybe I grew a capacity while I was drowning.Maybe I can breathe differently now, so I don’t need to float up, pressed against the endless cold as if … More Beneath the Ice

Incarnation

Saturn’s girl never touched the earth because it was too heavy and she’d loose her wings. Until one day she heard the crying and forgot nothing is what it seems.Tears make streams that look like Angels’ wings when they reflect the clouds.She only wandered towards the sound, to touch the sadness and make it better some … More Incarnation

The Truth About Time

This linear unfolding isn’t even for the birds cause I’m pretty sure they know the truth about time. They fly secret patterns only seen by their own kind, and unlock the scrim with reality flowing behind it. They let out the currents of the true wind before they close it up again. So they can … More The Truth About Time

The End of Time

Impending Apocalypse. The fear bleeds in like a raging river preceding the wave. A flicker in the corner of my eye. Is it the walls about to crumble on top of us, burry us alive before the tsunami hits? Is it the floors believing they are really the sea, willing to relinquish their shape for … More The End of Time

To Bare the Light

All the monsters in the corners of your mind come out to seek the light in my soul. They greet me with a smile when they encounter the shine, and shriek back when the core of love flares.Loveless creatures rage in the face of tenderness, aching from the contrast of softness against their exoskeletons of … More To Bare the Light

Cup of Life

TRIGGER WARNING: This poem may contain content that brings up unhealed material in those with trauma. Please take care when reading this and make sure you have supportive help to assist in your process when needed. What tragedy to be marked when scars become a part of you, like a different heart or lungs: a … More Cup of Life

Dream Girl

Engaging with the outside world falls away like shells of walnuts cracked apart for the prize within. Could this be the skin of my serpent soul sloughing off in the violence needed for me to be truly free? To release the dead and dying threads binding me for ages so I may finally live? To … More Dream Girl