Build those walls and protect your shame, Let the foundation be as tough, One brick at a time is enough. And if the earth forgets your name, No It would not be the first time, Murder is never our worst crime. We did conquer before we came, They don’t have to say it today, But […]

A game played with no feelings, With heart closed making ceilings. Allowing me flush my face with tears, as a razor strips me of hairs Counting my offenses with a rod, I lived most my life thinking he’s God. If only Father played like a Mother, Help dry my dried up tears like a brother […]

All heads seem to look up now, As the witch begins to bow. She is the last of the witch race, For her death, all things are in place. She was mistress to the king himself, For her beauty had surpassed an elf’s. They began to die; his kinsmen and kin. The bishop said its […]

Save The Burn There was something about the fire And the way it looked at me, Her temper’s hunger was higher And this time it ate up differently. It searched and emptied the kitchen Before moving into the store, Razing, dropping and wishing, Cleaning up and wanting more. She belched and sent annoying steams That […]

The Wedding I watched her from The Altar Her Beauty, the Veil Couldn’t Alter. She Smiled when She Caught Me Staring, The first day I saw her, I was On the Steering. Like My time, I watched her, Perfectly Curved, Pure white Gown that showed her purity. Like an Idol I adored her. I remembered […]

Let us talk in dripping turns, moaning out of the juice of fuss Squirrels and holes Bore holes with it Here’s a night for me the beginning of twinkling stars a cozy cloud in a silent thump. Fingers touching the moon stirring the oven of volcano Red and pink walls Storms beyond the Captain’s voice. […]

Buzz, buzz, buzz! The sound from the comb, All day, everyday. Without fights or riots, And no president to call them lazy. For in the comb no one sleeps, Not even the queen who lays. There’s work on all angles and corners. Nectar to be collected, A few intruders to sting, Birds to run away […]

Who we are is not told by the cocking crow or by the readiness of a morning war. Who we are is a tale beyond farmlands whose path grow as blisters on our hands. We are an assemblage of water hard and soft, colorful and colorless. We are people from towns that are villages, villages […]

Existing within the confines of a library called “Life”, I see stars shining through blood stained window, I hear thunders rumbling, and lightening running across the never aging sky. I stretched out my hand to touch, But they’re far beyond my reach; The power they possess, And the freedom they enjoy. Who makes the rules […]