“There is a grief
Carried in my bones forever
So profound that I fear
If I meet it fully I will die.”
“There is a grief
Carried in my bones forever
So profound that I fear
If I meet it fully I will die.”
She told me her story. How her mother got her addicted to meth when she was 14. How she single handedly raised her little brother and sister. How her other brother is going to jail. How she is pregnant. “But don’t worry” she says… It’s from a previous relationship. Before I met your son. I…
I’ve been tempted to judge myself as desperate and needy, indulging Mills and Boonesque fantasies of a romance with the ghost of a troubled surfer-boy from Palm Beach.
This is a eulogy for all the words that never fell on paper. Born from an ocean of impression Between impulse and exhale Seeds… ripe with potential that were not born to stay Unrequited love is here again today.
Rant Warning: I rarely go to public events these days but, when I do, it’s because I believe the experience will be worth it. I love spoken word and poetry slams so I was thrilled when I saw my beloved Luka Lesson was performing at Miami Marketta on Sunday. The first half of the afternoon…
Through a half-open curtain, he welcomes me… to the stage of his ridiculous theater. My yearning for peace and belonging and the fact that he reminds me of an old friend from Prague has drawn me here… * I tell him my woes, He tells me I am beautiful… as if that is the main…