My Mind

Won’t mind its own business Jumping from the Truths Lane and Fear Lane. Kidnapping me from good relationships Under threat of “What if I…” The binds are relaxed, But I am trained Not to test fate, When fate is stressed. Rarely do I slip away quietly, But sometimes I do Let’s hope momentum Breaks theContinue reading “My Mind”

The Rubber Sh*ts hits the End of The Tunnel

I am a little girl With big ideas And a stunted, Yet full grown body. And I could be representing clients In the coming months. I’m not kidding. Me, The little idealist, Tripping on my fury More often than my fears now. My mantra has never been “I will win and they will lose,” But…Continue reading “The Rubber Sh*ts hits the End of The Tunnel”

Space

It’s hard to not thinktaking up spaceIs magnetized a bulletTo the metal bulleton my chest I walked into a Courthouse,One for the “little people”even as I am a rung aboveAnd climbing, I feel the urge to explain,To repent,for taking up spaceI know my value And my otherness I cannot shake the delusionThat it is myContinue reading “Space”

Loud. A Hammer for a Screw

Loud was a personality trait Loud and proud. The silence quicksand I fought. But sound, Is so often the tearing open Of emotional scars An auditory, “That isn’t my reality! See me! Hear me!” Because I expect that all society sees, At best, Is “inspiration porn” And I cut off my nose To spite them.Continue reading “Loud. A Hammer for a Screw”

Opinionated Girls Like me.

We aren’t safe to argue last In a group of “to be’s” The opinionated girls Get worked up Needled for hours And holding back For hours. And when the judge, Honored or haughty, Calls your case, Only to lead you, Hands and feet tied, To a firing line of questions, Where only the mouth canContinue reading “Opinionated Girls Like me.”

Process and Pricing

If “just writ(ing) down what comes” Is the cure for writer’s block; I must relapse every other day. The flow has yet to strike, I hear of a non-discript ‘zone ‘ But, much like science fiction, It has no address or code. Thus, empty white electrons Whose shine demands space, Give me vertigo Until blanketedContinue reading “Process and Pricing”