I built a story that was tall and wide, stretching across miles of land like the Great Wall of China. I did not use brick […]
Mighty Voices Rise I don’t give two damns about “hate speech” against me, a brown woman. Not two. I have a mighty voice and know […]
i am unfurled unwrapped by life’s hardships, joys and mysteries. without understanding why, i have lived without a name. Unfurl
i’ve decided that i don’t want to write, not with my hands anyway. i want to think words onto paper and screens and leaves and […]
i am the stream… of consciousness. it is 2:38pm, monday, the In The Beginning day of the week august 14. twenty seventeen, whatever that means […]
i will save words for you. bottled and pickled words for you. then feed you synonyms of me, so you will always remember my taste. […]
I had a satchel filled with poems that I tossed into the sea. I wrote them on tiny circles and squares and rectangles woven with […]
I spilled ink across the blank pages of my notebook. It was then that I decided to write stories with my fingers.
The words spill from my pen, blood red, no longer wanting to be ink, but to be life. The words follow me into my dreams. […]
We all seek freedom in one way or another. But in the end, we live in an age where none of us know what true […]
i hide inside myself, in the dark corners of memory, in the light of a thousand what-could-have-beens.
The words leave, drifting atop my misconceptions. I am looking backwards. Why did we come here? Was it only to see if being human was […]
In the space of memory resides the fence we stand atop, teetering on the edge between hard ground and water. In that space we remember […]
Your lies won’t save you from death. You will die anyway. Death is the great truth teller. When it comes, all you will know in […]
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