Eyes closed, I roam the streets of Paris, stoppingto browse throughbooks, get a coffee,watch lovers kiss. Eyes closed, I think,ATTRAVERSIAMO,lick at my gelati,and smile backat the beautiful man sitting by the fountain. Eyes closed, I inhale the scent of the sea,feel the spray,hear the call of theguillemot,pull my shawl closerandRead More →
Acid streams downthe surface ofits victim — burninga thin trail,eating at everything inits path,leaving behind onlyan ugly stenchof what isno longer. Tears roll down mycheeks when I think ofthe last timewe touched.They stream a continuousriver to my heart.Read More →
There once was a roseall thought to be black.She came from bad soil,which caused her brightness to lack.She was all alone,untended to by loving hands,until one day to herGod did give a friend.He placed right beside her,a rose so white and pure.The contrast was such thatall began to fearthat herRead More →
An unusual girlwith a virtue so rare,a valued innocenceshe once cherished with care.A stranger in the nightwho had an outside charm,too late she realizedhis intent with alarm.Her “Please, stop!” meant littleto the stranger that night.He took what he wantedthough her eyes filled with fright.He left her in tears,an emotional mess,aRead More →
The frustrations inside of mebuild upto such an extentthat it’s like an atomic bomb.So dangerous toso many lives.No one, not even I,understand what they are made up of,or why. They settle on the bottom of my heartuntil…some unknowing soulpicks it upand shakes it. Then the frustrationsbecome alive againmixing in anRead More →
I have lost count ofthe dandelionsthat come and go, becausethey all come in thesame monotonous yellow.However, roses are unique,always leaving behindtheir own distinct impression.The white rosestands out in my mind,in my life.The petals are white in their sincerity,pure intentions.The refreshing scent of innocencelingers in the aircausing it to leave behind,always,theRead More →
The first cup of coffeestarts my dayin such a pleasantand warming way. It starts at the lipsand warms its way downto my heart and belly– no way I can frown. Black and strongor sweet with creamcoffee makes you feellike you’re still in a dream. And before you know itthe caffeineRead More →
Snow fallsswirls aroundthe snowman, standingpatiently ‘midst the flurries.Flakes beginto settle; calmness seemsto have found its place.then someone picks it up,shakes it with gleeand the flakes stormchaotically… Dreams hopes goalsand desiresalways flitting just beyondmy grasp.Just as they begin to settleearth shakes send themscattering helter skelterforever unattainable.Read More →
True love is (not)wanting to be with the personall the time,not being able to get enough,needing and cravingand desiring. True love is (not)seeing only them,looking past all others,not desiringanyone else. True love is (not)someone that fulfills yourevery need,your every want,your every desire.You’ll never have to lookelsewhere. True love is (not)universal.Read More →
A faded picture.Four years old, pigtailsbobbing messily,a jumping for joy grin,freckles jitterbug acrossher nose.Purple pants, red kilta winningcombinationwhen you’re four. A portrait of a real life cartoon.Patchwork flannel nightgownbunched up aroundbony, tree-climbing, bruised knees.Freckles warmed bya blanket of marshmallows.Eyes reflect fire’sexuberance. School portraits.Visions of sock hops swimunder blue mascara-ed lashes.|ARead More →