Sunshine on my Grave

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.

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