I just got the sadness shivers, a bird flock fleeing from my ribs, it’s almost like my bones know what my heart’s getting into, how my tears seek to swim like oceans and floors are synonyms — all the sounds of a skin assail me, I mean “sounds” the way vibrations bong ear drums andContinue reading “Stay with Me”
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Try a night, trilobite
here in these midnight afterhours, the world opens with possibility: anything could happen, dreams could come true in an eyeblink, all mysteries could melt out of fossils
Don’t Be
don’t be perfect like a crisp little cookie; cuz if one crumb cracks off, leaving you 99% and no mercy, Your Perfectness knows there’s an infinite supply of numbers
Desert a Friend
All the want in these veins could water the earth and build forests from the dust grow meadows from the red mud rust — I have wandered through the dry but my tears keep me alive carve a track to take me to the seaside, maybe six years from now I’ll arrive on a quietContinue reading “Desert a Friend”
Flying Solo
Flying solo up where the burn’s low I’m invisible, searing soaring stardust hidden by the clouds, Imma shroud o’er the light of this soul
Raw under the Water
It’s brutal out there–take a clue for the kooky kids, a guide for the wild life, open up a minds to a mysteries sky; do you feel the eyes of how they perceive you molding your skin to the mask of your hide,
Winter’s Knees
Weep winter’s knees Slice summer’s eyes Make of the seasons Saturn’s corpse (the mythology guy, not the planet), stop the orbits in their habits and freeze time for me, sometime between spring, monsoon and polar freeze– last night in a dream you told me I must leave, pick up my happiness and plant it elsewhereContinue reading “Winter’s Knees”
So…Exciting News…
My book, Graveyard of Lullabies, was chosen for the Bootcamp Mentoring Program on Wattpad in preparation for the 2023 Watty awards. Why is this exciting? Well, for the next several weeks, an award winning writer is dedicated to giving feedback on my story! I have faced many frustrations while trying to find feedback for myContinue reading “So…Exciting News…”
What Mere Magic Is This?
The title for this song came about when I was listening to the last 2 minutes or so and the different sections fit together in an unexpected way, and my reaction was
Mannequin at Midnight
Wooden eyes don’t cry solid hearts don’t ache but I’m no mannequin without will to move my hands
Jordyn Saelor 