Rose petals are so beautiful when you rip them from the stem and throw them on the floor of the bedroom. And its so romantic to chop...

“what’s ur favorite color” ur soft words surprise me as i lay on the yellowing grass i don’t respond i feel my skin melting off my...

Wet azure and cobalt sky; a tempestuous sea, that laps against the rusted bricks. Amidst the thick cascade, eyes catch the dance of ...

God steps on a broken bottle between bricks in a tight alley curses—lights a cigarette leans against blood-red-blocks and plucks...

we break even at the bowling alley, symmetrical destruction, seven-ten split in one of five unlit lanes, carpeted walls and a crucifix...

They told us , you are free that my ancestor fought to end slavery that we no longer have to cut sugar cane or pick cotton But I ask...

Cold-as-the-moon Artemis Goddess of the Hunt Twin of, but second to, Apollo and his sun-streaked chariot Apollo, who leads the Muses ...

Feet in the sand, I stare out at the horizon Ocean sprawls on for an eternity Am I immortal? Waves crash down like thunder claps I move...

I miss New York Smoking on the block Running from the opps Crackheads on 125 NY till I die—GLTTT! Never sit, Always stand when I’m...

The world has this thing about continuing And the things piling continue as well Things. They have a way of truly destroying a...