Had It All

October 20, 2023

The times we can count on our fingers where the world is all right are far more than two hands’ worth, yet we take for granted what’s around us until it’s stripped away. If in an instant you knew it would be gone, would the time be spent wishing you could do more or act … More Had It All

It Rains

October 17, 2023

Depression is like a wet blanket thrown over your shoulders; heavy and enveloping your body. It weighs you down and keeps you at a standstill when all you want is freedom and inhibits your ability to move forward. You constantly feel like you’re drowning but the blanket isn’t soaked, just damp enough to allow you … More It Rains

For Me, For You

October 10, 2023

Cold to the touch, my fingers fell through yours in such a way that it made my heart want to envelope your body with a warmth only I could be. Your voice was quiet as you spoke, and a smile curled your lips every now and then that made my heart flutter. As you touched … More For Me, For You

Brass Sculptures

June 29, 2022

It was your word against mine; a fight I couldn’t win. I felt like the world was spiraling out of control, and you were the caster while I was the spinning top. With blame as your ammunition and guilt as your weapon, you mangled every sentence I dared to utter into an almost unrecognizable mass … More Brass Sculptures

Chicken

January 24, 2020

Clucking chickens never hush They always run their mouths to much. Clucking, pecking at the dirt, Spitting hissing words that hurt Clucking chickens always lie, Stupid chickens never try. Ugly chickens only hurt Themselves from pecking at the dirt.

Cursed Child

January 18, 2020

They were so intent on creating a pacifistic society that they failed to realize the wrath that such a society would cause. The people of Heaven simply refused to listen. They ignored our existence. They ignored our suffering. The Nephalim were hated and cast out from Heaven. The off breed was such a disgusting sight … More Cursed Child

To My Children

January 13, 2020

My life is full of heartfelt hugs, wiping tears, and tiny clothes.My arms are full of love to give for bringers of each of those.My head can rest near curly hair, softened breaths, and sleepy eyes;Wrapped in my arms safe and warm is where my babies lie.My world revolves around early days, loud car trips, … More To My Children