Cosmic Thread

My fraying seams are not what they seem. It’s my style to be rough around the edges that are typically smooth, protecting tame hearts that beatan assigned pattern. But I have a wild heart. She was ripped out and scavenged so many times, the threads holding her inside me are worn. I’m not searching for … More Cosmic Thread

I Am Not Human

I am not human. I may look like it on the surface sometimes, but my face changes in certain light and I look different from every angle.   Don’t be fooled by my shape: we are not the same underneath our skin. In the depths of my flesh, I am something wild and ancient, something … More I Am Not Human

Martyr

Author’s Note:I know my poems of late have been streams of consciousness more than anything. I have considered keeping them to myself, and many of them I do. But I feel moved to put something out into the world before I enter the next phase of my existence. I have cognitive impairment from a condition … More Martyr

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

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