we may not have wings but with love we can lift everyone who is broken and helpless. golden robes may…
Browsing: Poetry
my favorite picture of you is yet to be taken. it’s a window side portrait of you at eighty; your…
i knew you were snippets of a sad song composed of haunted memories that broke me into verses when the…
i went to the house where we grew up; to the rooms that nestled our childhood dreams, it stood there…
There are parts of me I only recognize in photographs Intricate feelings Little digital details only my Instagram followers see…
you say you are weird. you think you are nothing. but i think its weird you don’t see the something within this “nothing”. you…
i’m in a shop trying to look for something that’s not MADE IN CHINA but everywhere i turn i find…
be thankful for monday mornings as you are for friday evenings, dance even more in july than you did in…
for the girl whose love was strawed away in sips as though it were a beverage in the bottle of…
I will live like the sun; that golden ball of lemonade dreams. rising everyday from the east, triumphantly heralding countless
he was meant to be your first dream but he became your first nightmare his soul was a stranger to…
