Under the CoversRead more: Under the Covers
The only place where I feel safe, under the warmth of covers next to my bare skin. He reaches out a hand to acknowledge my presence, for me to acknowledge his. I curl over harder, inching farther away to the edge. All to show that I am not okay, that I crave my own space.…
Deep BluesRead more: Deep Blues
I gravitate to the deep blues – the color, the feeling, the music – all that it invokes. “Be careful, if it’s too blue you’ll lose that smile.” Don’t you know I lost it long ago? Don’t you know what it’s like to live in the blues? Those deep Van Gogh blues.
Tossed AsidesRead more: Tossed Asides
After Daniel Morris and his countless rejections How many times have I scratched the depths Of my soul, picked away at which superlative, Which adjective, to convey the paralyzing Times measured in my life to share? I gather my terms, put on a showcase, Step out into the world to give my all- A slither…