trapped, like a sailor marooned, caught between the struggle for supremacy between myometrial contractions and the hard craggy protuberances of a platypelloid pelvis, this stillborn, fresh and warm, returns; to spaces in between neurons where happiness is stored in vesicles inhibited by GABA; to nights of insomnia and illusions; amyloid plaques reminiscent of egyptian plagues […]
the silence stretches, hours have turned to days. dreamscapes doting skylines slowly crystallizes. clarity cracks loudly. trickling tears trail truth reiterated. reality – soft snow showers – becomes a blizzard breaking bodies broken by love’s loss.
death came knocking on my door and i didn’t hear it the music of sorrow was so loud around me i joined in the dance oblivious as death crept in and stole you away you were so beautiful broken in so many places your scars were the secret of your beauty proudly placed on my […]
sometimes dreams die. i hold it in my arms feel the thready heart beats slowing; feel my heart beat cease. what do you do with a dead dream? how do you bury with your hands what they have wrapped around protectively? how do you say goodbye, before you’ve had the chance to say hello? today […]
You click on death’s Door. Again. She opens wide. Not every door Has a lock. You pick her locks Easily. Too easily. You sense the danger At the back of your mind but You have crossed The threshold. Too late. Death is only A click away.