"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Blood streams down the inside of these eyelids,Coated with soiled tissue paper,Ripped clothing and a half chicken rowing down the reddened sea of thought,Picturing every red light down the street bringing these feet to a stop,Reminding me of where I first began at the shore of this garbage-ridden ocean... Red,The color that triggers the bull,The... Continue Reading →
Honestly, it’s so hard for me to pinpoint my preferences regarding any kind of material. Because, whether or not I pick up a book to read or a journal to write in, all I really want is to be heard… And, anytime I conjure my happy place when closing my eyes, I immediately... Continue Reading →
I miss human connection, How healing it is to hug. How revealing it is to love. How contagious laughter always was, Just... Until life became a pandemic...
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