What Lies Beneath

Should one fight his way through the thick forest of my sadness-- and chisel away every rock of bitterness that walls off my heart-- he will find that his efforts were in vain. I'm not hiding heaven in this heart. My heart is but a chilled cadaver for me to cut into without ever drawing... Continue Reading →

Mind Games

Mind games... why? Because I suck at sports and I lose interest in Monopoly as soon as that first hotel goes on Boardwalk. Because if I play with yours, then I won't have to play with my own anymore. Because my insecurities are only silenced once it sees you, the other player, fold. Because when... Continue Reading →

Book Review: Milk and Honey

Milk and Honey by Rupi Kaur 2014. 204 pages. Genre: Poetry Final Rating: 4 out of 5 Stars Summary: #1 New York Times bestseller Milk and Honey is a collection of poetry and prose about survival. About the experience of violence, abuse, love, loss, and femininity. The book is divided into four chapters, and each chapter serves a... Continue Reading →

When It Has to End

I just sliced through an artery to bleed ... for the sake of stopping the smaller, damage-over-time cuts that I've sliced now for so many years; keeping them hidden from view. Is this truley the only solution? I didn't want this and I still don't. It hurts going in this deep, but it needs to... Continue Reading →

Circuit Boards

They never scolded me for taking apart the electronics. Every last screw, I’d remove them all. What wonders my young eyes would take in as I studied each of the circuit boards I undressed, With such intricate connections that I knew as life’s breath. Even I, a child, understood the complexity of what made such... Continue Reading →

Next Time

I was not so selfish in this life. I let you go and you found your fated happiness soon after our sun had set. But next time-- for my own sake-- I must be. Should our paths cross again in our next lifetime, I shall win your heart and keep it.

The Passion Token

I once found a token in the sand. Engraved on it was “Passion”. “Passion…” I whispered as longing caressed me. and my head felt on a high as I held it in my hand. For I knew there was an arcade game, that took Passion tokens just ahead. I knew a single token was good... Continue Reading →

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