Bent fingers over bent wires, flashing pain and flashing scars, fire hot and too hot to touch, so I bend, and I bend my fingers over,...

I can still see them, The gleams in a ravenous sky Come to sink me down and force me to tumble Reeling from all the pressure to just be...

The relentless rain pounded down As thunder rumbled in the distance, It matted her hair against her back, Flattening her shiny black...

In our bedroom, you tell me a boy has told you that a piece of you is ugly. You ask me to look to see if he is right. In a restaurant,...

100% Lights shine like birthday candles; they are warm and inviting. Conversations are welcoming and intriguing. I have been making some...

And I am crying on a swing. There’s a party going on, somewhere, I can hear the music from here and I was invited and I did not go. I am...

“Why is a raven like a writing-desk?” -Lewis Carroll, Alice’s Adventures In Wonderland “Because they both have quills dipped in ink”...

There is a raven Sitting at my window At first, I am curious, I looked closer at its feathers As they simmer from Indigo to black In the...

Depression took my friend a few years back. It seems like it's been forever but it's been five years to be exact. At times, he was happy...

She sat under the burning sky Set alight by the setting sun She stared at the last rays of a dying day Her heart light and merry Yet as...