Posts
No posts yet.
Loves
-
NYC
The streets were bright and alive, much larger than in previous months. The air, was filled with so much heat you could practically see it.
-
-
Her
"Our hands are light blue and gentle. Our eyes hold terrible confessions."
-Anne Sexton
How naive to think glass shattering is someone breaking in,
-
To Be the Fox
Now, I know it may seem common, even shallow —
to answer with such a simple thing,but 'tis what draws my heart —
the Fox, silver fur, dancing in moonlight. -
Anxiety
Tendrils of anxiety
Snake out
And trap me
Opening a hole
Where my brain
Goes down
Finding everything
That could go wrong
A new crack in me
-
Decisions
Four corners set each way,
And I still sit in the box.
The left could sin me,
Right could win me,
Front or back could block.
I could become a famous tool,
Or infamously triumph,