Mirror, MirrorI awoke from a daze,
And what did I see?
A girl in the glass,
Who looked strangely like me.
We may have been twins,
Almost but not quite.
I thought my eyes were the sky,
But hers were of night.
I thought my face was full,
But there were hollows in her cheeks.
Wasn't I flushed and rosy?
She might not have eaten in weeks.
My hair was soft and smooth,
Hers a forest, thick and wild.
My teeth shone, her lips were cemented,
It seemed she never smiled.
I thought I had curves,
She was just skin and bones.
Wasn't I healthy and strong?
She could use a good home.
I pondered and questioned, "Who could you be?"
She replied, "I am wha
DiscriptionHow is it that we describe our feelings in actions?Discription4 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Sadness, in the way we cry, in the way we seclude ourselves from others.
Anger, in the way we yell, in the way we lash out at others.
Happiness, in the way we smile, in the way we laugh with others.
But I cannot describe love only in the touch of your hands, or the kiss of your lips. I can only describe it in the way the air is thick between us as we are near each other, as if gravity itself longs for us to touch. The way an itching ache fills me when you are far away, urging and begging me to curl you up and hold you in my chest. Though along side it is a variable peace, knowing that th
Love You EvermoreLike the lighthouseLove You Evermore8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
sitting upon the shore
You guide me safely into harbor
so I can love you evermore
you leave me gaspingyou leave me gasping out words,you leave me gasping4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
trying my hardest to think of something
meaningful to say.
when i do utter-stutter out something
with a grimace masquerading as a smile,
you mock the weary-worn words i borrowed.
and i spurn myself for my addiction to
singing pretty words that are
ever falling flat.
and i find myself addicted to the
easy way you stroke my worries,
kissing my raw nerves asleep.
i find that all the failing words i
try to say are right there, staring
me down lovingly, as you touch my
forehead to yours.
SettleSettle your bones, love,Settle6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
as you lay them next to mine.
Rest your weary body,
and let your muscles
pay their time.
Let my fingertips dance,
their way along your spine.
I am full with peace,
Let me give you what
stillnessmy heart was covered,stillness1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
purpled with finger-print bruises.
little brands upon me,
all claiming ownership.
there's a certain stillness
that comes to mind;
they had teeth that nipped,
muscles that forced their strength,
words that ate me alive.
i was cornered me down,
huddled to the center of my ribs.
where i waited for
until i found hands
that stirred a blush.
and bones that molded
over-top of my own,
opening up that calcium cage.
And Looking UpwardsI want to kiss your scars,And Looking Upwards2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
like constellations on your skin.
I see Andromeda chained to
the notches of your spine.
And Gemini mirrors itself in your hands,
swooped into the hollows of your
And love, will you leave me
G'Morning Valentine And just so you know, the worst part of my morning is opening your stupid, squeaking door. But I open it anyway, assuring a loud, annoying good morning to everyone in the house but you. Even as I unzip my coat and throw my bag on the floor, you continue sleeping. So I take a moment to look at you, really look at you. I have to smile at the way you curl up on your side, your hair haloed on your pillow, your lips slightly parted, and your chest slowly rising and falling. I think it’s seeing you like this that makes my heart swell in the cheesiest way.G'Morning Valentine3 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
It’s the way that as
Do You Sea What I Sea?it's strange in the way thatDo You Sea What I Sea?5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
you feel me,
like an open heart surgery.
in the way that the slightest ripple
in my ocean of emotion,
causes the largest swell in yours.
and it goes back and forth,
back and forth;
like waves knocking against the hull
of this ship.
Flesh and Furwe tear at each other, like wild animals;Flesh and Fur2 months ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
picking at flesh and fur.
if you can't feel the print of my fingertips,
then you know that i've been burned.
but i come back and back and back,
to sink my teeth back in.
to hear your body shift and howl,
and to feel your hair stand on end.
slow songs and croonersit seems I am not beholden toslow songs and crooners3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
the serendipity of dancing...
and only when I still the synapses
carrying love notes to my muscles
do I have the stoic grace of a
you've fallen for a girl who's
fallen for the slow songs and the
and I've fallen for the way the
winds wraps itself around thin
bone branches, and howls to the world
i love you
even as it's pulling itself away