Out of This World

    What if we are the aliens? With shitty perspectives. Moving during the day and sleeping during the night. What if we are the aliens? Eating meat-killing animals. Stomping on tulips in our finest pair of combat boots. What if we are the destroyers? Polluting the air Contributing to

Invisible Crown

They don’t need you. I take that back… “They don’t deserve you.” -All the good you’ve done. -From the heart… But it’s all good… It’s all good. It’s all good !     They don’t know what I’m composed of… The queen they serve… They don’t know what I’m made

“Go” ———- (A Short Story that will be available in “Full” in my VERY First book entitled “Portals”)

Mentally, I wasn’t prepared to make the jump. It just seemed so far down, I was scared that I would hurt myself. Plus, I had run out of the room so fast that I didn’t have time to gather my thoughts. I had no escape plan. I didn’t know my

Paper Bag Poem

Paper bag poem Like a sunflower We all had seen better days; right outside the field When The rain had finally gone away. The sun sat on the lake as we rode back home. We shared a few drinks til our sadness was gone. I touched many lands; none as

Police Report

The wooden floor could have been a river. How smooth it was. Blinded by Tanqueray tonic I didn’t see much officer -Just a few shadows doing salsa. I saw a phone hit the floor and crack Cherry popper… -I’ve never seen that in action. Then there was blood. First a

La Cuenta Por Favor

Gently pressing against the gum The tongue. I love it when he whispers. Eyes all serious. -He reaches out -Touches my hand. Ensuring that I heard every word. And like a rhino He bows his head Eyes looking up at me… -as if I’m incompetent. -Am I ? We’re out


I wish you didn’t have to navigate through the world the way you do. Seeing everything all the time With open eyes, Never testing them. You see the greedy You see the weak You see the poor. You wish you could save the world Be Superman don’t ya? But it’s

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