Half heart Where is theHalf heart1 year ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
other half of
my heart? Has
anyone seen it?
If you have it
please take this
too so you
This Poem Is Not About Youlittle sprouts shoot out from my old potato headThis Poem Is Not About You1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
some are thoughts, some schemes
some only bad dreams
about rotten mushy tomatoes
in the back of the refrigerator
little scoops pulled out from my old puddin' head
memories, some sweet, some obscene
some hazy half-dreams
about when the world was bright
and open fields
went on for miles and miles
fingers sticking to my old candy apple head
imprints left by people and things
some shiny and bright
some dented deep and dark
all smudged together
with a few brown-edged teethmarks
Rent me a room in your left ventricle...What good is a heart if one does notRent me a room in your left ventricle...1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Utilize its chambers
To hold stories,
To hide secrets,
To invite friends in
When they have nowhere else to go ...?
What good is the human brain
If one does not
Exercise its muscle
By solving problems,
By fixing hearts that have become to full
Or have been empty for too long?
What good is the human body
If one does not
Stretch its arms around another,
Help another up when they have fallen,
Sit with those who cannot yet stand?
What good am I
If I don't
Take your pain away
When it becomes too much for you to handle?
If I don't
Help you to see the reflection
That shows the real you?
What good are we,
Any of us,
And what good is a brain
And a heart
If nothing is meant to be shared?
lesson learned.you weren't teaching me,lesson learned.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but i learned.
i know more about what not to do,
|| || to say,
|| || to look for,
and most of all,
what to watch out for.
alone in the class room, still.
i'm not locked in,
the door's how you always had it - open for a quick getaway.
i'm just cemented in my seat,
struggling with the urge to finally leave.
my mind wanders.
sometimes imagining an epiphanic return,
and how if you did that i'd ask that this time you
Without You...The sky is darker than I remember,Without You...2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Were the stars always that far away and small?
They don't shine tonight, glowing dimmer than embers,
Was the moon always that lonely, and those trees so tall?
I'm so scared, I know I'm alone
But without you here
I feel as if the darkness of this night
Will steal my tears away
Before they can fall
Before they, too, can run away from me...
Was the night always this dark?
The noises form a giant I can't see,
But somehow still, he's chasing me.
Now there is no hand to hold,
No arm to squeeze my emotions into,
No warmth to steal into my frigid body...
Did it all disappear into the void of this night?
three guns, and one goes offthe first time i met you, you held a gun to my head.three guns, and one goes off1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"aren't you scared?" you asked. there was a smile on your face, only the slightest bit sadistic glinting somewhere beneath the surface. and i couldn't blame you - i felt it too. your eyes, quite blue, were bright and sincerely innocent. your hair fell into your eyes and you kept brushing it over, and even though you were much taller and a year older i was, it kept you looking so child-like and hardly scary.
or maybe it was just me. most people cringe a little around firearms, whether or not you think they would ever pull the trigger.
i tilted my head toward you and answered with a question. "mm. is it loaded?"
"what if it is?"
i thought about it, considered it for a moment. "i suppose," i said, "it wouldn't really make a difference."
the click of the safety going off was such a satisfying sound. so resolute - so sure. "and now?"
i could tell it was really getting to your head, how unflinching i was. i would guess that you were used t
fold into wings"i saw him again today."fold into wings4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
"and what happened?"
"my heart fell like an anchor into my stomach and my body sank like a ship onto the ground."
"are you okay?"
"i don't know."
"is he okay?"
"oh yes. he is just too beautiful and i am just ugly now. maybe in a past life i was full of his kisses and paper cranes of his arms but now i look in the mirror and think, what is this disgusting thing and why is it crying from there? and even with half a mind and half a thought i still know that something isn't quite right. and i do think i'm right about that."
"what isn't right?"
"what is? look, i have goosebumps now- it's because it's much too cold and he's much too far away. it's because i'm used to staring at my fingers and my wrists, my wrists that are encrusted with the shadow of rough hands. climbing trees to get away from his running feet. climbing towards him afterwards because i swear there's a magnetic force underneath his shirt. climbing down and up depending on how crazy i am at the time.
What you never were.When I was fifteenWhat you never were.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
you seemed like the best kind of bad idea,
and full of half-hearted promises
scarlet tinged dreams,
for some reason I thought of you as a toy solider with a dented tin helmet.
You didn't believe in christmas
You didn't know how to have meals on kitchen tables,
but you half-smiled at me while tracing sharp edges against my neck,
I'd always liked puzzles and I thought I could put you back together again.
I don't suppose
I put up many walls to stop you
from climbing over bricks and into my bed
but I was nearly sixteen
and wanted to taste something
other than a small town waiting on a low hope future
and you seemed to have a fast track forward with the car keys glittering in your hands.
I knew your heart was coated in a hard candy shell,
but when I cracked you I didn't expect to find a hollow
leaving a sour taste in my mouth
spiking like glass shards against my tongue.
When I was fifteen
I was still expecting someone to be my he
Insomnia and Body PartsThere wereInsomnia and Body Parts1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Timeless moments spent between us,
In those instants and hours before dawn;
That time when we traversed
So far away from this
Wretched house and into
The most delicious darkness
That time before our tidal waves
Came crashing down on us again.
I would do anything to
Drown with you.
The softness of the flesh
Between your knuckles, the
Exquisite map of
On your palms;
They were like a lullaby
To my sleepy fingertips.
The breath of your mouth
To teach me to close my eyes
And fall asleep.
Your contented whispers and
Observations of the sky
Showed me then how to dream.
I had no idea what home could be like
Until those seconds and infinities.
As you traveled the expanse
With the curiosity of your hands and
The rebuke of your lips,
Because you always liked
To fix things
That were broken.
break"Is....this..." his voice cried out in my ear, desperate whispers, "enough?" Ohhh he moved in that light like it was made for him. Slender arms and a slick torso, all of which were painted with our desires in those moments. Stark red against warm, pale skin. My voice was low as i comforted him, rocking against his hips and pulling him closer to me, my mouth greedily pressed against his collarbones. "Just purr for me..." He was passion turned liquid... every fiber of who he was coated my mouth like fire and slipped down my throat to remind me that i belonged there.break2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
My head spun so fast i couldnt keep myself upright and we fell down into the blankets, soft silk stained with cold blood. it moved against him and against me as we writhed, daring the lights to go out, to hide our shame as i took everything he could offer into my mouth....It was never enough... our limbs tangled like spider legs and our mouths never went without kissing or sucking s
Yes, Master: An Excerpt.Yes, Master: An Excerpt.3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
There was a light knock on his door and though he heard it, he ignored it.
A soft voice filtered through and he looked up when he recognized it. It was her.
"Young Master, are you awake in there? I have to clean your room."
No doubt the other maids had forced her to clean his room and check on him in the process. Despite their jealousy, none were willing to be around him when he got into one of his moods. And he was well on his way into one of those moods at that very moment.
It was already past noon and he was aware of the fact that he had already missed appointments that had been scheduled for that morning, as well as classes and lessons with tutors. But there was always tomorrow; everything could wait if he bid it to everything except her and her infernal knocking.
He stared up at the ceiling and told himself he hadn't heard her. Eventu
the mechanicHis clothes didn't fit quite right Loose and ill-structured for his frame. He was stumbling and shaking and couldn't hold his head up straight. But I didn't move to steady him as he slumped over against the bar, laughing uncontrollably. I simply stood and watched. It was almost sad He didn't seem to have anyone there with him . He looked like he would latch onto the nearest person who would offer to hold him upright. I sat.the mechanic2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The room swirled with smoke and dim light and caught in my throat. Even from my seat I could smell his breath He turned his head up and locked eyes with me soft green eyes that were glassy and searching for something more real than a bottle of Jack and a late night cab ride home. I smiled.
"I would buy you another drink but it looks like you're doing just fine on your own " It took him a moment, but he smiled back at me.
"I yeah." his voice was quiet, rough. Like maybe he had spent too much time smoking in the back alley.
Lightning Bug CosmosI lace my skin up like a corset, peel back the blinds on my eyelids, and take a step forward, waking from the poppies to theLightning Bug Cosmos2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
lightning bug glow of truth tapping on my eardrums.
In front of the mirror I stand, but what I notice is not the awkward crook of my nose or butterfly lashes. I look into the lighted mirror as if searching for answers hidden under
Ribbon-like sets of
veins, arteries and nerves.
Sometimes it all flows correctly; sometimes everything becomes
knotted up in all the wrong places. Skin toughened by beatings brought about by the
Children, Culture, and The Idea of EcstasyHow does one explain death to a child?Children, Culture, and The Idea of Ecstasy1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
We are, but then we are not.
Does the purpose lie in our lungs,
or does it inhale our dying heat;
we are consumed by the blue tones of the ocean
and rather than under the dirt
the loss lives in our hearts,
pumping warm blood throughout cold veins
and we wish for things to be different,
but they aren't and we aren't,
instead we live in a culture that revels in sadness
and we worry who has it the worst
when no one has it the best,
we all live and breathe and die
and no one has ever thought to have told us
that we are not the sun;
we are gravity's children and we have no control,
though in our weakness we are beautiful,
because vulnerability settles on the skin like wet paint,
so let us soak in these acrylic affirmations,
and let us understand that our bodies never belonged to our souls,
oh yes, one day we will be together again,
living among the lights and the love and the clarity,
we will hold each other as if we never died,
because we never truly
PersonI believe I'm not a person anymore.Person1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
It seems like,
I am a stimulant for your soul.
I feel that
when you look at me you don't see
nor the spirit of a human,
and a way;
the last resource when everything's gone wrong
or when you're bored
or simply when
there's nothing else
and you want to feel like anything but
the scum of the earth.
I've stopped being a person,
now I am emotion and feeling.
I am living words
that you butcher and cook
and carry around to calm your ego
when it roars with overwhelming hunger.
Incapable of LoveWhisper to me softly,Incapable of Love2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tell me that you need me,
Make me feel like I'm wanted.
I'm tired of feeling empty,
Somebody, give me something.
Someone, make my heart beat,
& Make me feel like I'm on fire when you kiss me,
Don't let me be able to forget you.
I want someone to unlock my heart,
I'm sick of not being able to let anyone in,
I want to fall in love again.
I'm so sick of this,
I need to feel something,
I haven't felt in love in so long.
I promise, every time I smile and say, "I love you, baby" it's a lie.
'Cause darling, I'm incapable of that kind of love.
I only say what you really wanna hear,
But it's not all a lie,
I do care, I do adore talking with you,