Spring is full of beauty, and I can't wait
Blossoms budding, I love the blooms you create
Looking forward to tomorrow and what you may then share
Wondering what flower, or mossy delight might pop up there

I am writing a letter to No One.
Because No One will help me.
No One will listen.
When No One reads this letter, No One will know.
No One will understand.
No One will help.

refuse, scrapped
McD's bag litering
  the counter,
where in China one
  leaves
a spent meal to be
  disposed
of by working class
  people;
refusal to be
anymore exploited,
  herein,
has left me
  unemployed again;( (more) )

Breathing low ( Read more... )

Little sister ( Read more... )

How much can a woman cry?

when she is breaking

when she is scared

when she cant remember why

when she cant stop reliving the why

in a sudden burst of faith

a kiss that lingers and softly penetrates;

in the memory of a moment

in the thank you of your please

there is no limit

to all the ways

a woman

can cry.---zurc

Tired of the tasks
The everyday hassles
Ready set go
Find your room in the castle

How far can you roam
Outside the castle walls
Before you want to return
Back to the fires and the balls

Everyday is on repeat
A never ending cycle
Sustain and recover
Write the book, not the cover

The chapters in between
Are not the most important
It's the ( Read more... )

How long, O God, how long : shall I be desolate ( Read more... )

I am a leech, a parasite ( Read more... )

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