WHO HOLDS YOU UP

You’ve been seen as broken and vulnerable As a burden, as emotional, as unreliable As irrational, as unstable, as crazy And all have been true… sometimes But more often than not And I mean far more often You’ve been none of those things People don’t see context They don’t care about situation They see you…

THE POINT OF NO POINT

I climbed so high There were flags I forgot mine So nobody knew Nobody actually cared Why did I climb? All that time All that energy All the effort and life Climbing For nothing but memory And experience And strength And the passing of time Onto the next mountain More climbing I suppose One step…

GOODNIGHT

There were olives in a bowl Crickets outside the window The dishwasher was washing And my mind was ticking To do lists making demands Run on sentences colliding Memories interrogated Negotiating times and places Thoughts flipping like pancakes And emotions like cheese whiz Melting under a big orange sun I’m hungry and I’m tired And…

THE EDGE OF NOTHING

I stepped away from the edge I’d crept up to it for years Wanting to jump or fly or vanish I stopped wanting that at some point But I still stood there… just in case Sometimes the wind blows really hard And I fear that wind How it might do me in And if it…

JURASSIC GRANDMOTHER’S LEFTOVERS

I inherited these genes from a dinosaur A Jurassic holy Grandmother’s leftovers Bile in my veins and worms in my brain Scorched heels and a coat of lazy for days Now my time is wasted in checkout lines Decorated in eye rolls and smirks I got a couple Snickers but they melted From the heat…

TRANSPARENCY

I can’t remember it The hopeless struggle The foul spirited dark Nobody left to see My sight in jeopardy I can hear the speaking Underneath the silence In between the tugs I can feel the pulls Like thread through skin Bloodless brutality I am holding breath I am purging Transparent bodies Curled up inside me…

THE LASSO

The past is a cowboy with a lasso It’s always the same Sweet memories lead to sad ones Lead to regret, lead to pain Lead to what if’s and why’s And then anger into depression So I hide anchors in the present Ways to thwart the lasso Ways to fight back, to resist The birds…

WHEN LOVE DIES

I’ve been reading some poetry from a woman I’ve followed for years and I swear she’s been speaking from a place I left many years ago. I thought I wouldn’t survive. I did. And so can you. There are people out there who are a better fit. When you are in a storm you can’t…

DEPRESSION IS

Depression is like A taped up box Easy to open Packed full of Past experience Past mistakes Come sift through Remember this? You should be ashamed Depression is like A spooky Cabinet With no lock Fragile China feelings Ugly handmade dolls Mascara black eyes You should be embarrassed Depression is like An old jewelry box…

NO MONSTER

I believed for awhile The monster cried That it was as alone And broken inside But tears never fell Life never called And death just Stood alone No monster Just me