Perhaps the depravity of man is much more intimate than we would like to believe That it is vested in our subconscious like Russian nesting…
Prose & Cons
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The sun rose so quick I couldn’t comprehend I got lost in the swirls of light that wrapped me up Held me close Warming away…
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I lay on my bed And I watch the shadows Of a ghost dance On the back of my eyelids And it mocks my behavior. …
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She pulled the handle, walked into my room The sky was dark, my window fully open A little breezy but Still I woke up drenched…
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our words are gentle; hold no weight. We haven’t a thing to scream about. I know nothing of you now, but I remember your eyes…
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Sometimes I’m a woman Sometimes yes. Sometimes I am. Like in the mornings when I first wake But not when I’m walking down a hallway…
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I think I was selfish before love had to be mine love had to be lonely. But I was so lost in my own sea…
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TRIGGER WARNING: Mention of Suicide The patient was a 26-year-old Vietnamese American woman with no significant past medical history. She died via asphyxiation of the…
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My feet carry me away to the bleachers on the field where down below the soccer club practices. They’re not you but it’s close so…
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Life sometimes feels like a constant revolving door, and each time I walk out there’s a funeral occurring Both in the literal and metaphorical. I…