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poetry

tongues

There are days where I know the Universe is telling me something. Telling me to stay or go- to act or to be patient, I can’t tell.   But She speaks in a language that I recognize. One where everything is set to a higher vibration, each ...

contradictions

I keep a journal with me at all times, With lead smudges and 3 different blue inks.   The only stories written inside are fragments.   My heart has been soaked in salt water… … I see myself in the mirror: stoned and wild… … My ...

spring cleaning

If I woke up tomorrow and didnt remember the past, I think I might finally be free. If I didnt remember You or Him or Her or Them or Us, Maybe I would find space to find Me.   If I didnt remember all of the mistakes i made and the crippling fear of the ...

i am winter

When I look in the mirror, I see winter. I see snow covered banks in my eyes And frozen concrete cheeks. It is bitter there, beautiful to look at behind a frame, but hard to breathe ...

journal entry 1.25.19

I’m spiraling. I cannot think straight, only about how cozy a coffin would be this time of year. Or how inviting it sounds to drink some warming booze and follow it with a handful of pills so I could finally sleep and sleep and sleep. I am not home anywhere. I feel alone. ...

she is beautiful

She is beautiful, isn’t she? The way you dream about her, The way your heart starts to flutter when you think about her smile.   Her essence is something you can’t drink enough of And you yearn for it to replace your blood, And for there to be ...