In, out.
Silence.
I notice
the particles of dust
illuminated
by the sunlight beaming through my window.
They float
through golden streaks
around the books
sitting untouched on the old wooden shelf.
Dancing around my hand
Swirling, swimming
as I reach my hand to touch the light.
Aug 9, 2020
Aug 9, 2020 at 4:06 PM UTC
i fall down
down
down
my body thumps, hard
against the cold, dry earth
pain soars through
my body
i run my tongue
over my teeth
tasting
blood
i feel
warmth behind my head
it's liquid
it's blood
oh
i'm dying
Aug 9, 2020
Aug 9, 2020 at 4:02 PM UTC
the struggle of learning
of knowing
what am i supposed to do
now
now i see
now i know
knowledge comes with a
price
Aug 9, 2020
Aug 9, 2020 at 3:58 PM UTC
Life isn’t about the fashion magazine that lies open on the bed, or the box that travels in the truck and holds the newest iPhone. It’s not about the credit card numbers whispered in the dark or the heartless comments on some fifteen-year-old’s post on social media. Life is not about getting to the top or being the winner. Life is not about the celebrities everyone thinks run the world, not about the net worths, like one human life is worth more than another. Life is not about the greed and awful desires. Life is not about the having, or the getting, or the money, or the lies. It’s not about hate.
Life is about climbing trees barefoot, smiling in the sunlight that kisses your face, it’s about the strawberries you pick in the driveway and the fictional books you finish one by one. Life is about the twang of the old guitar, the breath of the sleeping dog. Life is about the good nights and good mornings, the I love you’s and I love you too’s. Life is about the autumn leaves that rustle in the wind, the same wind that blows through your shirt. Life is about the ease of childhood, and the pains of growing up. Life is about poetry and holding hands and bright red roses. Life is about giving. Life is about love.
Jul 24, 2019
Jul 24, 2019 at 5:54 PM UTC
"i wish i looked like u"
"can u plz give me ur legs"
"ur so pretty ***
"ur hair wow"
flowers look nothing like
the ocean
but they r both part of nature
and both v beautiful
stop comparing ur body
to other people's
u r all pretty people
just in different ways
Jun 11, 2019
Jun 11, 2019 at 4:42 PM UTC
he is 5'3"
and she is 5'11"
her hair is short
and his is long
she likes baseball cards
and he likes nail polish
but,
that doesn't mean
they're gay
or trans
they're just being
themselves
and that's okay
Jun 11, 2019
Jun 11, 2019 at 11:19 AM UTC
the sight of a one year old baby
attempting to eat a sandy shell
on the shore of north carolina
makes me wonder
if i ever did something like that
when i was that young
plot twist
i remember, of course not
because i was born at 56
Jun 10, 2019
Jun 10, 2019 at 7:33 PM UTC
and listen
to the sound
of your breath
one day,
you won't hear it
anymore
Jun 10, 2019
Jun 10, 2019 at 7:29 PM UTC
what's the point of writing
if no one reads it?
well,
what's the point in cooking
if no one eats it?
you might say
there is none,
but i ask you to reconsider
and remember that
practice makes perfect
Jun 10, 2019
Jun 10, 2019 at 7:27 PM UTC