Who’s the Bait? 

"It's the piercing eyes that determine your fate. Their dynamic fur of a colorful blend. The story! A growl detailing the ending. Like a wolf, it will be too late  when you hear my howl. An accomplishment  that can only make the ones who doubt her  unsettled & paranoid. After all, where am I hiding?"... Continue Reading →

Scars Cut Deep, So Do Words

I'm at a loss for words sometimes. &  Sometimes the tide gets rough  and knocks  the wind out of me. We are all standing  in a sea of dreams. Hoping  to rise above the water. Even if it's just to breathe. Will you try to float with me?  

Another Book on the Shelf

I'm new to letting the world understand me.  Knowing who I am, my real self, is a privilege.  Many aren't given the chance. I'd rather be a scattered puzzle, than another pretty face. Porcelain always seemed too fragile. Solid and heavy, from my words to my eyes, made an impression nobody forgets. I'd rather pierce... Continue Reading →

We’re Saving for that Sunny Day

Plans are in the making. The shadows still come. Getting older always gets old. A sunny day with light clouds. A day with poring rain. Sometimes their just water drops. Other times it's just one of those days. To wear a suit of armor whatever the weather only to improve the humanness not covered by... Continue Reading →

Am I replanting the wrong seed? 

I'm wallowing in the ashes of a person I once knew.  She was smiley and cheery,  dedicated to her muse. I've cried, trying to cause a rebirth of her existence. To find something familiar, unstoppable, like a weed. I'm scared to cross over to the new, flourishing grass. To realize that this ashen state only... Continue Reading →

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