Kangaroo pouch Bumpy face Wild forest hair Very little baggage behind me Permanent clown shoes Awkward, saggy milk sacs Desert legs Small, coke bottle figure Hair filled with ocean waves Two, hand sized water balloons Chicken soup smile QVC hands Golden brown limbs Not every guy wants a junky trunk anyway! Flawed perfection Shy conceit... Continue Reading →
Taboo
When Your heart is still Eyes burn Hands tremble And breath is shallow You cry out with no sound No voice Shadows close in Cause your knees gave up One hero has abandoned you Another snatched away Your mistakes crush your rib cage And the pain is loud Like twigs on fire Your limbs Tears... Continue Reading →
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The Perfect Date
high off life or cotton candy or funnel cake with strawberries hair red bleached & baked by chlorine’s date with the sun jean shorts still heavy from rapids promising a shower or a soak knees wobbly after using a rollercoaster to air dry teddy bear bigger than you cause you’ve looked 12 since you were... Continue Reading →
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The End
fade to black nothingness deafening silence curled up in a corner chin resting on knees all enclosed in a shirt gazing around at emptiness no white light no meeting with the saints no walking through the clouds no daddy there to hold me comfort me no one to tell me it’s okay that those I... Continue Reading →
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In her arms…
perched in the center of the pillows I wait for her to come and hold me so I can give her the soft comfort she needs no matter how time flies and I watch her age she still needs me she still wants me sometimes she still squeezes me through the night and even if... Continue Reading →
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Dear me…
Myself and I have decided that we are tiered of sitting silently back and watching you run us in circles. Now I know myself and she can be a handful. But I don't think that is any reason to keep her locked away. You should really let her out every once and a while. She... Continue Reading →
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Sometimes
he said he felt like i didn’t love him, like he was just my friend a friend with the alarm code to my heart & the key to my soul… if only he’d turn it saw our future through a telescope growing together, taking each day as it came me, ready to abandon the script... Continue Reading →
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Dear Happiness,
We seem to be having the typical turtleberry romance... where we dance around the subject and sometimes ignore the feelings until we can't anymore and fall head first... only for it to be too much too soon or not enough or just not what we thought it was. I want you to know that I... Continue Reading →
Inside the Shell 