Novocain

Poetry is my Novocain my go to drug when I’m feeling pain always there in different strains ready to inject and wrap itself into my thinning veins. slowly pouring out its sedative, like waves allowing my eyes to roll back and see feel freely live and be. as my fingers glide over the imprints it…

The 31st

Why is love and heartbreak such a powerful thing? Why must we know one to know the other? Why are we forced to burn when all we should know is true healing?   We’ve burned to a crisp and have been left stone cold in a burning hell of despair all in the hopes of…

Recently Forgotten

I haven’t written about the stars recently. Their polar-white shades flashing and shimmering within the night sky creating constellation filled nights. Specks of Moondust decorating the night encasing the black with gems of guidance for all the lost souls in the world.   I haven’t written about the Moon recently, about my Moon about my…

The Black Void

Peace in pain Torment in solitude. Sad isn’t it? We become so used to pain, so accustomed to disappointment that A life without being let down isn’t a life worth living. We fall into the trap of the same old broken connections, We distrust ourselves enough to not trust ourselves enough to be alone. The…

A Supernova

An inner explosion only seen by her. Surrounded by the silence and darkness of the pain you left her with.   Surrounded by millions, held together by their own gravity. Their plasma making them unique, but in the end all the same. Bound together by helium and hydrogen, fused together by the generic views of the…

Dripping life

she cut her wrist. She cut her wrist in order to convince herself she was human. She used her blood, and with the finest calligraphy wrote out her life. She cut her wrist to prove to you that like every other human being she was built on the same preconceived notions and unrealistic realities as…

Poetry Is My Favorite Language

If I had to describe my style of poetry I would describe it just that, my poetry. Gabriela-esque style of poetry. Tonight I sat down and really read Audre Lorde’s Interview with Adrienne Rich, and it moved me more than I could’ve imagined. For so long I would go to my best friend and explain…

Photosynthesis

They redefined what the word Love meant. Removing the selfish, inserting the selfless. Love is the beauty of well planted and soaked roots of trust from seeds of the strongest Souls- Mated together in the richest of soils. Strengthened by this solar systems glowing Star of light soaked by the Heavens in Holy rain surrounded…

Touch Me

I want you to touch me. Touch my mind with your lips as passion cascade from them. I want to feel my body smolder Consumed by heat Drenched in sweet sweet sweat from your burning gaze. Touch me like I touch you with my poetic words of desire. Feel me. Need me. Watch me as…