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Love Is A Sickness
We went walking in the woods,disturbing flora and fauna,watching them all turn their heads,one after another,shock and shame on every face that stared.Maybe it was in my head,or maybe I was losing my mind as my lips lost, locked in a kiss that was toxic but tremendously important.Your yearning was a sickness,so they said,and I…
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Blue Baby
She smirks as the hours slip by,needing me to be needy,kneading my feelings into nothing,because this is a game to her.I am a game,though she’s too old for toys,my young at loins lover,paints me blue with her parting. Sweet Daddy,do you have to roam so long?I’m dreaming the whole day through,your ring on my finger…
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Bolder Dreams
You sat on a cloud,severe stare,but gentle touch,approaching as the moon met the eyes of the stars.I wanted to speak,but my words were lost in the air,escaping and then falling into nothing as you drank from the fountain of my youth,destined to always remain as you were. Thank God. I watched you,my eyes apprehensive,wishing for…
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Liberated, By Accident
You asked me if I wanted to be liberated,and I just waited for you to make a decision.Your blue eyes bore into me,and I begged myself not to be boring. It’s all over, but the dreaming.Judgement comes, and I am wandering, wanting,weaving all these words together to say “I want you”, and hoping that the…
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Brianna Ghey
Black and white typed cruelty,presented by stuffy mid life crisis time bombs.They wouldn’t see her,wouldn’t let her rest.A child,her name defended by those left behind.A tornado of typed, torrid accusation tears through the fields of mourning flowers,a child’s memory, chased by shadows,pitchforks and torches. Her only crime was being brave enough to be herself.