Sunday, August 13, 2017


A depraved world
confronted with
closet addictions,
villainous souls
masked as angels
I choose love.

Saturday, August 5, 2017

Dead Ends

I woke up this morning
and decided to cut my hair
how amazingly freeing
it is
to let go
of damaged, dead

Thursday, July 20, 2017

My Edible Escape

I learned how to manage
stress at a young age
a strategy that
spilled over into adulthood

driven by nostalgia
accustomed to let downs
obedient to the cravings
addicted to the rush

my pain reliever
even if only temporarily
it never fails or

Sunday, July 16, 2017


Our spirits clashed
we just never gelled
whenever she spoke
she freely vomited words
saturated with judgement
A proud elitist no doubt
and then she got sick
and everything about her
frailty, humility
but she still talked shit.

Friday, July 14, 2017


Lost in his eyes
so brilliantly dark
he spoke
I didn’t hear a word
deafened by his energy
heat so strong
sweat trickled
between my breasts
sweat beads I refused to wipe
he made my temparture rise
hot with agitation
and we both knew it.