Swimming against the tide,
I howl for any saint, any martyr.
Enclosed from every side,
Caressed as a lost daughter.
Deaf to the world I cry,
choked and left for slaughter.

Whipped in a thousand directions,
each path leading to my grave.
Intoxicated by broken lessons,
informed of my inevitable fate.
Scarred from hidden lesions,
regrets haunting,…read more

If only I could tie my life up in a box,
wrapped neatly with a bow placed atop it.
To keep all the broken pieces behind locks,
and be stable where I sit.

To wake up in the morning with the information
to advise my feet on the next steps.
Just as a wave is inherently aware of their motion.
To no longer sprint blindly with distress.

If I never…read more

Fractured

Crash!
The pieces shatter around me.
The glass ricochets-
some in the wall,
some in the doorframe,
and
some in my heart.
Crash!
They splinter.
They cut deep.
Deep.
And deeper.
They slice through the air-
through the curtains around the windows,
through my pale white skin.
I see my reflection,
spread around millions of…read more

Sand and Glass

I run,
I run,
I hope,
and I run.
Fire.
Across the sand.
Across the sky.
In my mind.
I yearn for my breath to catch up to me,
but if it does,
then I must breathe.
What am I running towards?
Or am I running away–
am I searching for peace?
For reprieve from the desolation?
Isolation conforms me,
encapsulates me,
but,
also consoles m…read more

Botox

It’s a new century.
Everyone has lips stretching to their ears,
cheekbones with a fine line razored on.
Waists suctioned by a vacuum.
It’s a new century.
A century where anyone can look like anything.
The doctor will plump your chest,
a surgery to define your stomach,
will make you feel more confident, your best!
Botox.
A face with per…read more

Youth is bittersweet.
We go from careless and free,
to conscious and caged.
Some grow up to embody their younger lives,
entwined with leaves of maturity and vines of knowledge.
Others,
are broken by the anger in the world.
What was so beautiful is now seen as a place of fear.
A castle is now dilapidated ruins.
A forest of nymphs and fairies,
leave…read more

Peace

I thought long and hard about this concept.
I thought of nights of dancing in the forest,
I thought of relief after finishing a test.
I thought of laying my head upon my pillow for rest,
But none of these seemed like true peace, I confess.

Peace
Over and over did I ponder.
What took away that weight on my shoulders? That boulder?
What…read more

The Matrix

I wake up like I never went to bed.
Sleep is upon my open eyes,
yet they are glazed and scarlet red.
I don’t remember what happened yesterday,
nor do I have a semblance of what the day holds.
I schedule my life out to stop the mind decay.
I sip my coffee until I realize for two hours it’s been cold.
I glance around myself,
“When did…read more

The life of a “Blonde”

There’s a reason I tell people I’m “blonde.”
I mean the blonde beyond the hair color,
the one that goes with the average stereotype-
Bubbly, dumb and without a care in the world.
A pretty face.
I tell people this for a reason.
I don’t have a memory of a goldfish,
I just don’t remember 7 years of my life.
Although,…read more