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i feel this endless need to say that I’m sorry. i know it’s not my fault, that the storm that rages within my skin is not of my doing, but i want to make everything better, want to somehow take away the pain that… Continue Reading “i know, but… – a poem”
as the sea threatens to take me away again, my first thought is “i didn’t ask for this.” as the waters grow deeper, i have to remember that none of this is my fault, that the disease which ravages my internal world is not… Continue Reading “what is possible? – a poem”
carry that tarnished piece of metal, the penny which contained a wish. a piece of paper with the words “…love is…” written upon it, kept like a spell hidden inside a book. the book itself, a talisman against the mundane, its stories read so… Continue Reading “what other things? – a poem”
My body contains the storm. The rivers rage against the rocky barrier of my skin. Even as I try to remain upright, water wants to push me down to the ground so that it can resume its rightful path. The waters pull my body… Continue Reading “I am the Storm – A Poem”
A memory: She is surrounded by all the kids in my class. She looks like some kind of prophet, her dark hair and pale skin like a beacon to all of us. “I can tell you if you are fat or thin,” she says,… Continue Reading “Miracle – A Poem”