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  • Velvet Threads

          With your hair pushed back black as the raven’s claw Intelligent eyes laughing   You had an air of innocence around you   Purity   Richness   Like the scent of a garden freshly bloomed with white roses   But those same roses had thorns that could prick and pierce right through…

  • Whimsical Dreams

        I had a dream once.   One that consisted of butterflies swarming around a chain of daisies. There were lilacs and daffodils blooming high in a field that danced with the summer wind. Their petals laughed at the sun, seeming to cry out for its warmth, for their growth.   It was a…

  • la vague à l’âme

          I have 5 bottles lining the walls of my heart   Their names are mixtures of contronyms dredges of adulation, malice just a sliver of delirium   I’d like to boast that they’re all for decoration – just like my half witted remarks my freckles that connect like those constellations you so…

  • Queen Anne’s Lace

      How old am I and no one ever thought to bring me flowers? Not until you came along, you were the only flower I needed. A dwindle of shrubs, rough patches marring the earth scarring it with sandpaper meadows. Barley peeled back to show you what I kept hidden inside, what I was made…

  • Whiskey and Murakami

    “Guts have to go for the long haul. Curiosity’s like a fun friend you can’t really trust. It turns you on and then it leaves you to make it on your own – with whatever guts you can muster.” -Haruki Murakami       Are you drinking right now darling? She would ask me when…

  • Requiem for Icarus

        It sounded like a calm day on the shore wind rushing rustling hair the color of classic films you’d feed me with breakfast at Tiffany’s serenade the moon to me with bits of passion I blush the same color as the setting sky and melt with you   It was the color of…

  • Fairy Dust and Curses

        Her voice used to sound like a finely tuned violin Violent strips of Rachmaninov that we used to try and chose all night Those strings came up unmatched when she would laugh   It always amazed me how easily beauty came to her as if she kept it in her back pocket A…