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

Mirror Pool

You try so hard that it shows in the blooms of effort beneath your clothes. What disillusionment comes when we finally understand what it means that everything bleeds. And when our parents told us there were no such things as ghosts, it was only because they couldn’t see their frost on the windows; Their tears … More Mirror Pool

Promise Land

For my Father, and any others suffering from guilt, shame, or regret for past actions in a struggle to accept forgiveness, or forgive themselves. You’ve struggled long enough.  And even if you think you must keep it up, you’ll never have pennance to payfor your lack of grace.For the Grace was never yoursto give. We all … More Promise Land

Golden Wounds

My scars are remnants of stars who tore across the sky to open my eyes. For sleeping too much makes the night too long, and everyone needs the hope of another dawn after darkness reigns.  Else we be tempted to believe pain and suffering is all there is; that struggle is how we are meant … More Golden Wounds

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

A Note from the Shadows (an essay confessional)

Every­one cheers for someone who is fighting for their life, full of hope with a positive message, vulnerable enough to be relatable, but not too much as to be overwhelming.  She is seen as sincere when she talks about over­coming.  She inspires, because she has a life-threatening disease, but she still believes she will beat … More A Note from the Shadows (an essay confessional)

Ethereal Lights

I’ve become a fearful, and fragile thing, only strong and powerful when I’m wild in dreams. I may look well but nothing is ever what it seems. No one knows what unravels underneath what is seen. I’ve been a trophy for a hunter and a doll for a prince. I tried to reveal how real … More Ethereal Lights

My Place in the Stars

I’m tearing myself apart now. Into a million pieces I go. Obliteration into an ocean of stars. Some lands on Jupiter, and some on Mars. Some of me goes to venus, where love resides, an open shell receiving cosmic tides. And onto Sirius where healers await the brave voyagers who make it through celestial storms … More My Place in the Stars