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

The Great Unknown

I never thought my life would make it this long, and that’s why my bones think I’m already dead, crackling as if the foundation of a world the Gods had enough of has come to crum­bling. The moment a Titan exhales to blow out the flames before realizing how much has already burned. And grains … More The Great Unknown

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

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