the clock ticks are pulsing in my head ringing in my ears my fingers are a knot the tears are unannounced my heart took flight into my throat my skin, now aluminum these organs in my feet i am choking on what keeps me alive oxygen is not enough you are not... Continue Reading →
A Rainy Day Poem
My mom always said to run inside when it rains, but I think the Earth is tired of crying alone, so I will sit with her until the shouting rolls away and her tears dry into rainbows.