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

Nightsong

It’s dark now Mother, and I can’t see a way out. Maybe this is my home after all. The place where everything is touched by grief. Where your spiders are weaving constantly to show me the majesty of a web, glistening in dim light only the Underworld knows. With the silence the monsters keep so … More Nightsong

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

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

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

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