Imaginary Girl (I & II)

I. Seems you’d like nothing more than to have that imaginary girl Gather her into your arms, run your hands through her short black hair Whisper in her elfin ears that you treasure her, you love her, whatever (ew) The imaginary girl who sounds like that does not exist So many things going on right …

Our faces

All the undesirables of me I see those features in your face One that formed a beautiful one Who carried on and had another I never met you but I see you in my face And it scares the shit out of me Everything I do know about you Makes me think, get out of …

“Dodged a bullet”

I dodged a bullet by following my brain When my heart said it’d be worth it Having a mother like that Having a sister like that Having a home like that Having an end like that Hating the ones I love Arguing about who we are Who we were Who we’d be Whom I could …

“thank you for your time”

If only you could stay a while Not so long that you can’t come back Not for so long that it becomes a crime Just long enough that I’d drift away Believing the lie that you’d come along And when I return, I won’t panic I won’t follow you to where I can’t come back …

“When I see you again”

I want to walk away, but walking away is as good as stabbing you in the heart with a knife I want to say nothing, but silence is violence like words and fists to your face I want to smile, but smiling is affection and that means I can’t let go I want to frown …

Grocery shopping during the COVID-19 pandemic

Thrifty millennial who hates avocados DESTROYS traditional grocery shopping experience with opinions and rationalization -- singlehandedly.

“Abuse” – a poem

At first she took it in silence biting her tongue until someone noticed and spoke up to her defense even so, there was no escaping retaliation Angrily, he criticized beat her with his words unrelenting insults “saving her from herself” everything was justified as defense from imaginary offenses And so she spoke up to defend …

A Very Cliche Audiobook? Maaaaybe.

  It's summertime and the weather is perfect for picnicking -- if you're a mosquito. But the bloodsucking bug isn't the only one that's attempted to bite me in the past couple of weeks. I'm happy to say, the voice-acting bug has bitten me again, and now I have something to do besides miserably itching, scratching, …

“City’s Slumber Song”

A/N: This is what happens when you're supposed to be writing goofy poetry. Hearing the sound of a city's slumber I hardly want to sleep Bloodshot eyes and tired feet Are beckoned by her call All this mind wants is to rest But petulantly, she says no I close the pane Draw the blinds And …

‘Don’t Pray for Me’ Pleas

Don't pray for me, please To save my soul from misery For your misery is my joy Though my joy may be your pain   Don't pray for me, please As we're bound to disagree My truth may be but lies to you But these lies are the truth to me   Don't pray for …