Clarification

I am not a willow

Willow

It seems our agreement shifted. And if I wanted to I would. If I believed anything other than the past would repeat itself, I’d behave differently. If I had it in me, I’d be right back on board. But, I don’t have it in me. I don’t believe anything other than the past will repeat […]

Aching

Still up I struggle, Wish For silence To be The loudest Presence Not a shade Or memory But Solid and Fortified And most certainly Real

A Measure of Weakness

Weakness exists in the mind of the slighted. You’re weak In the mind of the one who cannot own. I was weak Weakness, the idea of it, is an excuse. Protection against truth, honesty, ownership. Weakness exists in heart of the broken. I am weak In the heart of the lost. They were weak Weakness, […]

An Abundance of Love

Each piece you hand out may never return. Giving it all away so freely, you must know dangers await. Without a string attached, it won’t know to return. How will you have more than what you’ve got, if you’re slapping it in the hand of every stranger that walks by? Surely, you could take more […]

Fodder

i think i’m the worst sort of person. when is it okay to hurt someone else? when is it okay to say i can’t do this? only the worst sort would consider it. a person who thinks they deserve more than what they’ve got. that it could be better somewhere else. that constant waiting for […]

Poem 3

For your unfettered consideration and undoubtedly refined thought, tell me how you interpret all of these changes that have come unexpected, unannounced, and unwanted into the lives of everyone who manages to pay attention and notice what wrongs have been done, ignored, and tragically encouraged with the enthusiasm of a two year-old child and the […]

You Never Learn

It won’t be the monsters you can see. It will be indiscernible, desiccating. So subtle, you notice too late; stuck in the pot that slowly boiled. With you too spent to escape. It will be like you and me. Full of life and love and possibility. Full of promise and buried expectation. So much light, […]

– Poem 5 – Someone Else’s Secret

Something that’s available to everyone must not be very good. I could kill us all and never have to say goodbye. Ignore me. It’s just the wine talking. Don’t worry. Grow Be free Mighty 5 … in fifty minutes Workshop Margaret Pettis Poem 5: Goal to build on someone else’s secret

Peeling Your Victims 101

The trick to removing each section is allowing yourself to relax. Remember, settling to a decent rhythm allows the skin to maintain its shape and the face its final expression. Word count: 30 – HORROR Edition 10