making good use of these weird feelings

Making good use of these weird feelings I re-connect and aim to ignite I do burn brightly at times I used to write of slipping away disappearing my thin frame becoming slimmer and then simply gone I used to flirt with death I no longer find romance there my body still aims at becoming small […]

dear Sylas

Dear Sylas You never saw the sun. Created and cradled in the dark I knew you alive, inside my body we lived together -with exception of the kicks your Father felt no one knew you. Grief is lonely and days after you’d left our space I still felt you move within an infant ghost haunting my […]

as we lay

As we lay -close as unassembled puzzle pieces lumped into a box paper thin breath hangs between our lips his tears come as perfect diamonds collecting at lower lash and tumbling down cheeks these diamonds communicate as our gift for words has failed a glacier melts and pulls away from it’s shore we are sailing […]