The city
was cleaner than any I’d ever seen.
From afar
it’s shape unique to any I’d ever been,
With no tall spires or dark looming streets,
Everything was bright,
Colors rolling into one another like
The blending of paint by a patient hand.
Each aspect was balanced,
Smooth and and purposeful,
With enough light to feel alive at night,
But consequently see the stars.
The roads were unbusy,
s...
Death is not lonely.
The immortal being never sleeps,
Never stops,
Never breathes.
Until Death met her.
Unlike Death,
the young human was petrifyingly mortal,
her life teetering on the edge.
Sometimes she would visit,
between the beats of her struggling heart,
never knowing
if this is the time she would stay.
It was like this that their friendship grew,
With snippets of
rumination and ponderi...
I stand where I’ve stood for all my
Off-shelf life
When I meet Lilly the first time.
The bustling crowds disperse,
Chatter fading between booths,
As she makes her way to mine.
With awe we meet eyes,
Hers curious,
Mine open wide.
I cannot move,
Turned off—stationary
but she must have seen some sign,
For she reached out her hand,
Resting it onto mine.
And for the first time
Emotion rises underneat...
“Even the dead tell stories”
father once told me
As he
cleaned the reds off his knife.
“Never falter,”
He told me.
“Never hesitate,”
He told me.
“But most importantly,”
He told me,
“Never leave anything behind.”
That night we set it on fire,
Death rising
to the clouds with the smoke.
. . .
Another day,
Many years
later,
I would remember this lesson.
“Even the dead tell ...
They tell you time flies
Even though, truly,
It cannot.
But they do not tell
That money flies too.
Out of your wallet
Slipping through your fingers
Until you’re on your last dollar.
In abundance I took it for granted—
Take a few here, give a few there,
But now I’m left with a handful
It snuck away
Without me being able to say
It was spent well....
I’m not a “special day” person.
Never have been, never will be.
I won’t have cake on the anniversary of my birth,
Or decorate the house in merry lights just because December is rolling in.
I don’t think—no, I *refuse* to let “special days” hold such importance in my life . . . And today is no exception.
Today I am tying a knot that every single person hopes to tie. Well, seemingly everyone but...
As I looked into your eyes,
I saw my future go up in flames.
As your words twisted my love,
crushing all that remained.
This wildfire that we’d been feeding
Turned out to be arson all along.
You set a torch upon the tinder
And let smoke cover all your wrongs.
I didn’t see it coming,
Though now I see all the signs.
I let you burn me too many times
Thinking it was “the good kind.”
And now in the ...
I’ve seen the sun shine
From everywhere in the world.
From the highest mountains in Bali,
To the water of the coastal reefs.
Even in the Arctic, I’ve seen the sun rise.
There’s a silent beauty to its power,
An invasion of radiant light
That forces darkness to retreat,
Shadowed crevices out of sight.
But in the dark of a room
Where the wood creeps in—
Every surface covered in tarps.
The sun doesn...
I was a homebody,
I kept my doors locked—
Windows sealed.
There were no whereart Romeos,
No hair let down
the spires of my life.
Every piece was kept concealed.
I’d seen neighbors broken in,
I’d seen glass and how it shattered.
So I painted the windows with cement,
Hiding away anything that mattered.
But one day a
Flynn came along,
A false Romeo in ripped jeans.
He didn’t care what I had insid...
