Tenement Window #2

  My eyes are full with moonlight. Drinking down stars. Casting spells over plantation lands. Over palm tree fronds, over sour grass limbs brushing milky, midnight skies.   I gorge myself on the small things god forgot–the plastic buckets that quietly congregate under shed tops. The clotheslines that cut the night sky. The windows thrown… Continue reading Tenement Window #2

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To Me

"Sing," she says. And I feel myself lifting off the pages, away from the rocks I've packed inside of my pockets to hold me down. To tie me to the girl I was. I am. I will be. But, she doesn't need to be bound to the ground to be--more. Everything. Nothing. Herself. Thank you.

Living With Anxiety and Depression

"I don't like my mind right now Stacking up problems that are so unnecessary Wish that I could slow things down I wanna let go but there's comfort in the panic And I drive myself crazy Thinking everything's about me Yeah, I drive myself crazy 'Cause I can’t escape the gravity" Heavy- By Linkin Park