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Tell me secrets in morse, Be discreet like the eyelashes of trees When they steal kisses from the planets Rotating around the wiring of your bones, Be silent like the muted cacophonies of Five a.m. sunsets dripping from daffodil Irises and hammocks stitched out of pollen, Be still like the ... - Poetry > Free VerseOld receipts with familiar Addresses remind me that I still exist, the mundane Details remind me to feel Sigh: v. a melancholy sound Blurry faces remind me of Fast friends, ticking wrists, And triggers embedded in Stitched lips There is a laughter where the Telephone wires should be ...
- Poetry > Free VerseTracking moon phases With stardust fingers: The waxing gibbous is Reciting lunar poetry Behind sleeping rooftops, 85.9% luminosity / celestial laughter in february air, good night, city lights (my diary, your canvas)...
- Poetry > Haiku
- Poetry > Free VersePeople spend a lot of time trying to search for Printed expiration dates. They peek in empty Cupboards and porcelain bathtubs for answers But their hands never come out clean, I think you know what I mean. Once, your father had a conversation with the Ceiling in the middle of the bathroom ...
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- Poetry > Free VerseSlowly unreeling highways and Interstates from the palm of my Hand, I gather silver coins for Collect calls to your vending Machine heart but the receiver Is too muddled, too fuzzy, I am Not fireproof — little sparks igniting in my cigarette ribs: breathing underwater, always, I am...
- Poetry > Free VerseHibernation season is over, The caves are yawning and Children of the winter stumble Out with wire-thin ankles, skin As pale as porcelain, (the saddest part) morning dew on your lips lilacs sprouting from our butterfly palms memories blooming behind your eyelids spring rain kissing my...
- Poetry > Free VerseExchanging emotions for Something warmer, why Do our chests ache like A placid ballad (I am on a wire— ) Shattering inconsistencies: Today is almost a chronicle Of yesterday, we are much Much older now (— with ankles of a ballerina) Calendars whisper with every Passing day, mo...
- Fiction > Realistic FictionYour voice is a three in the morning guitar strum: sleepy eyelids and bathtubs construct themselves on foggy days where they drip in silence. I conjure old bookshelf emotions by marveling at the familiar stitching of your vocal cords against symmetrical linoleum tiles that bleach themselves every ot...
- Poetry > Free VerseIt is best to refrain from reminiscing Because we are already shipwrecked, It is 9:30 and fortune cookies are Giving me pep talks. 7 53 34 49 44 41 On the last day of the old year I Saw a bird’s nest consumed with A mute kind of snow. Everything was terribly quiet. I knot frustr...
- Poetry > Free VerseLost saint, I know you are brimming with Good intentions but sometimes It is easy to place your thoughts In the wrong jar and I understand. When your mind starts to reel I Can see internal collisions and Fraying edges: there is a loud Sea inside of you. (Drowning in your own undoings,...
- Poetry > Free VerseSorrow and grief, Lovely words are Falling lunar by Travertine banks, Limestone and Sand — why do You swim in Artificial lakes Your basin mouth Is full of secrets And pacing bodies Make me anxious, What are you trying To save me from...
- Poetry > Free VerseScalloped lace embellishments Adorn the lining of your smile Like a name of a distant lover Carved into tree wrists: You cut your head and neck Out of photographs just to See if your friends will miss You when you are gone — They smile with their arms Twined around a ghost with No fa...
- Poetry > Free VerseWelcome, companions. Sea-salt refrains entangle Themselves in placid horizons As western eyes weep, You are the ocean, I am The sky, my indigo love: Underwater murmurations And sand dollar summers Pepper our tongues — I Fall in love with everyone. We are finite, for now let Us con...
- Poetry > Free VerseMorning rituals consisted of Kissing the sun with our June Stained mouths and planting Fires in wheat field hearts, Now we are running out of time And I can feel everything — you Tell me how you can still taste Fireworks on your lips. The ocean preferred us, we were Wedded to songs of...
- Poetry > HaikuPiano fingers My heart, it ached like fire We bruise like roses Strange hues taint the sky Dream along my vertebrae In mute modesty...
- Poetry > Haiku
- Poetry > Free VerseI saw horizons unfold in your iris, Expanding like continental maps on an atlas Scattered stars made of tinfoil. I think I saw you in Italy, Seventeen summers young But I was in Greece, Seventeen winters old. Last night you had the sun in your mouth You said it tasted like honey. Before you...
- Poetry > Free VerseNothing is essential, you say, And you set it on fire. I bit my bottom lip so hard I tasted Metallic rust and copper. I thought of the summer where I tossed Pennies into the wishing well, Hearing the plops of my wishes reverberating Into the empty calm. That night you baked them into a cak...
- Poetry > Free VerseYou were in love with a boy with Rainy-day eyes that mirrored ash and cinder, Smokestacks in some distant country. He spoke the words that bathed you in Innocence and simplicity, It ignited every wire in your body. You made a habit of capturing All of his words in old jam jars. You placed ...
- Fiction > Realistic FictionI am enchanted by an artist with beautiful hands, pale and lovely. From afar, I have memorized the way you hold your pencil, the way you coax your imagination to life with lead strokes and eraser shavings on white virgin paper. I have memorized the creases in your brow, the way they manifest w...
- Fiction > Realistic Fictionhap·pi·ness noun ?ha-p?-n?s A state of well-being and contentment: joy A pleasurable or satisfying experience A state of well-being characterized by emotions ranging from contentment to intense joy According to the Merriam Webster's dictionary, happiness are all of the things above...
- Fiction > RomanceYour smooth words are worn out because you've used it on one too many people, stringing their emotions and feelings on a clothing line, taut and situated. They are such cliché, been-there-done-that phrases, yet they never fail to enchant me. They are my keepsakes. The words you speak int...
- Fiction > RomanceShards of glass, glass-like memories, fragments here and there. They are scattered, dispersed, ramshackle. If I am careless enough, they cut me deep, leaving me with scars that never seem to fully heal. They are the everyday reminders of regretful mistakes and expired choices. Perhaps I am the one t...
