PICKY

Kids can be super picky eaters. Mine was no exception. She’s grateful though because she knows we live in a land of plenty. Even if she doesn’t love it she learned early to say thank you. And she actually LOVES Brussels. It’s the way her nose scrunches up When she doesn’t like the menu How…

MY CURSE

It’s a curse to feel it all The heart aching words The eye kicking looks Like a tide turning pulse Racing like falling stars Across my universe The sky wants to fall Full of ice sharpened birds With piercing claw hooks And a needling impulse To open up these scars Yet again, I’m immersed

EVEN THOUGH

The world can be dark Even though there is sun It can be cold and sad Even with birds singing You can have plenty Want for nothing And desire most To give it all away Because even stuff Deserves more Than to be stuck In a world of despair With you

LEAVING YOU COLD

There is a coldness that has nothing to do with temperature and if you aren’t careful with your heart you’ll understand what I mean. They say things They don’t mean And pretend Until you believe Until you trust But pay attention And you’ll hear And you’ll see The deception They weave They craft To fool…

ONLY ONE

He stood silent Staring at hands Full of broken dreams The beating was soft Barely just an echo A life fading And it was him Who cried for it The small heart Made for only one

LIKE A LIGHTHOUSE

The moment was magic Erasing every little doubt Like a lighthouse beaming Peering deep into the dark The ghosts stopped haunting And the devils stood in awe For there was no other alive Not ever To silence her darkness With one little smile

PLEASE DON’T GO

In that moment I am alone Sometimes the love stays Wraps me up Like a warm blanket does Consoles my soul Like your strong arms can But sometimes I can feel the ice form Before you’ve taken a step Before you can turn away Before you say goodbye And it freezes everything I can barely…

FLIP THE SCRIPT

The flip was switched Or the switch flipped Either way Or some way The deed was done The dirty deed Was done cheap But not cheaply Because we are all Professionals here Pausing at green lights Running through reds Our attention switched Spans too quick Intelligence waning We are all disguised In filters and memes…