Those Eyes

This moment, right now, makes all the difference some how. My eyes open and close at night those moments of darkness, they seem to hold so much more. In my dreams I reach for your voice. Recreating those intonations, those wordless gasps of air. The moments we felt each otherโ€™s nonsense. Years have passed. I... Continue Reading →

About Me

As a college student who has recently graduated this May from Arizona State University, with a BA in English with a concentration in Creative Writing and a minor in Women's Studies, expanding my audience of friends, colleagues, mentors, and teachers is crucial for a writer to grow. I started writing poetry and fell in love... Continue Reading →

Sunset Pink โ›…๏ธ๐ŸŒ…

From East to West, day after day both performing, sharing endlessly. Divine colors unnamed, blending as the sun travels, dances it's way to the other side of the Earth. The West performs its last number. The East applauds with darkness. The clouds smoke the sky with footprints of the day passed. Painting a sunset with... Continue Reading →

Art

To write is to love. Insanity is contagious. Life is a damaged piece of art & I'm just trying to name it.

Hang there….๐ŸŒš

simply still. Follow me, moon to star wherever you are... Moon light, star bright, what a wish I have for you tonight. Keep him safe, kiss his lips, hold him tight in your warm embrace, remind him of our love tonight. Cover him with your star dust; dreams filled with our love our lust. Let... Continue Reading →

Silent ๐Ÿ‚

Broken Reoccurrence Time has passed all has changed. If things were the way they once were I'd be anticipating a break, a malfunction in the perfection of something complete. Brokenness ruins what once was. Scars my skin, dates my existence; as proof that I can heal. Permanent in every form of the word. Tattoos? Mine... Continue Reading →

Dreams๐Ÿ’ญ

I'll meet you in our dreams To sleep to dream, to dream a sweet sleep. Distance is nonexistent; after all my eyes are closed. Imagination plays, colors, & creates. To be with you my heart skips; we'll meet at our favorite place, you know where that is. Your heart's & mind's desires comes true in... Continue Reading →

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