Decked in hand-me-downs,

we are scattered throughout these dry and dusty fields;

desired in loss, but rejected though headpiece.

We see the black beings; in flight,

in motion, in brutality; in force.

They flock to the spaces unoccupied by my brothers.

They sneer at my paralyzed form:

--my lips sewn shut

--no sound emerges from

--a solid ( Read more... )

It's times like these I wonder if I may have sputtered gold, or perhaps have wandered into the inescapable abyss of suggestions. Yes, the most beautiful of colors have called out to me, and I have replied ( Read more... )

i watched a lovely family. they exemplified the meaning of togetherness. they laughed and screamed and were overjoyed, only to be left by their mother. she has been diagnosed with two last names, which is why she leaves her four children alone for months. she said she'd be back for christmas, but the oldest boy and the oldest girl doubt that. the ( Read more... )

ABCDE ( Read more... )

mentally blinded, i stumble about these backwards streets forewards without shields for my feet.

a touch.

a sound..

a face

a Porcelain Doll whose cheeks were reddened by the loving of another. hearts attached to a weight that pulled down to the deepest depths, but then light shone from the sky and drove the darkness away by arms opened; welcoming. The Kind Lion banished the would-be demons back to where they originated. the two lovers on a ( Read more... )

You steal the night away as if it is some precious commodity aging on a shelf at a market in our city what a misfortune that you’re waiting for some Godot to return you from your escape when you lost the very essence of what made you the blue that blended to create something beautiful, so lovely.

Stolen like the land into some clique you clichéd ( Read more... )

An Ode to Royzz Dongzz
(a.k.a. Roy Dong)

Depression of the height dwindles past the ferocious fantastical beast-man's throat as if it were a well that would run dry. "I was never young," he had said to the Mirror-Opposite. "No longer, I am." Threaded concisely into bafflement only by a blade of country. "My legs will not obey!" he cried as he sank ( Read more... )

Circa's performance was, by far, unbelievable.
( Lykee...omgzzz! Anthony held my hand while he sang Act Appalled. )

left the door open to entice the lights ( Read more... )