2016 wasn't a total dumpster fire on a floating garbage barge. As the year comes to a close I'm ignoring the shitshow and focusing on the goodness that 2016 brought me like: Keeping and exceeding my New Year's Writing Resolutions to a) write 1 short story a month and b) submit at least one short … Continue reading End of the year recap
Untitled (2/16/2000) You remember me from my wilder days when I danced all night on tables and laughed really loud You remember my nose ring, camouflaged shorts and the daisies in my hair You remember me as independent self-assured and happy but that was before the depression the countless hours spent hunched over a toilet … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday
Untitled (6/11/00) I wish I could waste away again to be be size zero have my ribs poke through my skin feel the plane of my belly the mountains of my hip bones to be tiny and fragile I wish I didn't carry around the weight of the world and hate myself everytime I looked … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday
Mistake (c. 1997?) Wildflowers bring back floral memories of the mountains when I was 16 and naive oblivious to everyone but him How sweet it was falling like the morning rain on the roof that tingling sensation of love too often we fall for things we can't have too often we need what we don't … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday
Words Like Stones c. 2/16/1998 You bruised me with your words attacking my innermost affections my reaction to your abuse was the turn of my cheek I am humbled by creation I have innovation and I want to be whole You stare at me hard envisioning a fight I just take a deep breath and … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday
Love c.? Love wasn't patient love wasn't kind love stuck a knife in this heart of mine love was jealous love was mean love swung his fist and shattered my dreams love didn't believe or endure or trust wihout love, I am dust
Briar Rose c. 1997? Briar Rose you never wake you hide in deep slumber and when your Prince Charming came you didn't even roll over. Sleeping Beauty your pills are a vice you take valium with vodka and ice amd dream pf darkness that washes like the sea You will never lose sleep … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday
Me c. June 1999 You cannot mold my body I am the shape of my ansectors I can bring any man to his knees I am still a child I wear my hair in a palm tree I still take naps I love adventures I am a woman I can dance until dawn drive fast in … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday
Wishes c.12-28-1998 9:35 p.m. I want him to look past the size of my breasts past the color and design of ,y panty line (or lack there of) I want him to see the girl behind the beautiful eyes and uneasy smile I want him to love me the way I imagined he would
Deadly Obsession Spring 1997 I promised you I'd quit but why am I back to it? Dying, crying, trying to stop but I can't. My fingers are forced down my throat I'm gagging and I start to choke on my sobs My skin is red I'm so dizzy I don't know what I said … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday
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