Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
The last time I had been there was not for death,but for marriage, vows spoken and witnessed by all That was the last time I saw those faces smiling the last time we laughed the last time we danced, owning the room That was the last time I was serenaded Read more
Walking by the playground Where my son used to play On endless afternoons. Sliding. Bucket on his head. Pretending He was the Artful Dodger Running a hand across the dragon I noticed Two children on a seesaw Or teeter totter; a long Narrow board with a pivot point or Sweet Read more
I am not afraid of my naked vulnerabilities or society’s foolish expectations or the ridicule in their eyes or the tears in my own as I pour myself out into your hands and listen to your beautiful mouth speak because my love has no fear and I want to savor Read more
You bite your lip in nervous habit, a tiny blossom of blood rises. I want to put my thumb there, to taste the salt and pain. In nervous habit, I want this blood to rise like a rose against your thigh. Tiny blossom against my lips. I want your bite, Read more
It all started with a kiss that was something like a dirty bomb going off unexpectedly in a populated city in a movie that I’d seen before where the survivors walk the streets but the reaction takes years to dissipate among the residue, ticking off seconds on a Geiger counter Read more
