Lillies

If I slice my heart open, you will see flowers sprout and roots sewing the pieces back together gently and softly. If I turn my back to you and offer up my spine as a fishing rod, you will see feathers nesting in between my bones. If I open up my palm and reach out…

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Unfaded.

You’re way ahead by now, a million miles into the river that leads you back home. My heart is spread too thin, fluctuating between wanting you and craving the death of every feeling you birthed in me. I’m way behind by now, walking down streets where you have sung drunken promises, only to whisk them…

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Songs for dirty lovers.

My love for you is unwavering in its strength. It abides by no law of martyrdom and voracity. I thought if you’d feed off me, you’ll garnish my soul with your touch. I wanted to ignite you but I never thought you’d grow an arsenal to burn me down. My love for you is rooted…

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Stuck

She held on to the chair as if to feel she was still in this reality, searching for stability while her world was tumbling to the ground. Her eyes grew narrow and her lips parted as if words were coming out but silence settled between her and the walls. Like a trembling leaf falling exquisitely…

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Possessed.

 I wish I could shed my skin, breed new cells all over again and start a new pattern.  How I want to be untouched and untainted. I want to be clean of all of you, like a newborn’s skin, shining under the twinkling lights of the nursery If only I could shake you out of…

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My leaves.

My autumn leaves come in four. They float down around me, around my life and captivate me. They sing a little lullaby while they turn and turn. I try to catch them as I watch them dance swiftly in the blowing  wind. I remember my first autumn leaf. I had never seen one before. It…

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Fly away*

If you must, fly away, fly away before you take me down with you. If you can’t help but drown with me, then spread your wings and let go, let go and you’ll see, you’ll be able to fly away. This bubble is so fragile that my breath is bruising it, it’s disfiguring the rainbows…

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Wishing Well [GUEST POST]

I have been irritated lately by the repeated posting of certain facebook statuses wishing life had a “ctrl-z” button -an undo button. And I always think it’s a stupid thing, praising that life is a series of mistakes we make that we should enjoy. It has been a while now that I reflect upon a…

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