some people live in chronic fear that right outside their front door
there's a gunman waiting to end them


some of us dream of such things

It burdens my heart
that you must contrast your smile
with the lux of stars

i don't expect love back from you
but mine is here
if you need it

There were days
I remembered
To put my heart on my sleeve.

The other days
I hid it
So deep inside my body
I couldn’t find it for myself.

The terror of anyone finding
Me judging me
Seemed to linger in the air
I inhaled.