It’s not the fall that kills you, Not the way the earth does not even flinch. There is no bargaining, No hand to catch your flightless...

Do you like the way The purple falls from chandelier under the ceiling’s cream Or how the monsters ‘neath the bed Are the faces in your...

I’ve had this blanket For fifteen years now. you can hardly call it one; Strands and torn remains of Something so soft,  Something that...

The man and the girl sit at the countertop borne with joy so fabricated, so fleeting That it flies away almost as fast as the butterflies...

What do you hold, little pot Leaves lush and green? Your soil dark as prayers, reaching for the sun, Helios’s breath blesses your Olived...

Charon sits at the edge of his ferry A singular drachma in the palm of his hand burns through his skin like Gorgon’s blood. Another day...

This baby wakes up everyday Praying the sun will set. This baby fears the fan will fall So she sits in the heat to melt. This baby...

They sit at the mouth of the veranda Unraveling a ball of yarn Detangling the neighbourhood's goss' The yarn twists, blood red As they...

Knocking on the doors of dusk, This winter clings to my bones like Trees that choke on cigarettes and musk. The air has turned a cerulean...

An eagle splits the sky wide open Claiming the aureate heavens as his Forging Horus through his herculean eye Claiming the sun, as...

Venus rises Ascent from the sea Iridescent silhouette,  kissed by the breeze Born of the salt foam, Carved of the ocean’s breath The...

The Queen of Hearts looks in the mirror, Catches the glimpse of a naive girl Broken, mocked and taken advantage of, A graveyard of...

Summer months unfurl, Asphalt chimes and heat ridden days Bid their goodbyes as the leaves Turn the color of rust  embraced ever so...

Staring into the void, Lost is my voice, Lost is the salt, No more left to cry. Numb with dread, As tears start to swell, Why don't they...

There’s a place in my mind, Not far away from grasp That I keep chasing Yet my hands remain barren. I run with my heart Pulsing in my...

The seed drips. Scarlet, wine, merlot. And from the clutches of her poison fingers, Her poisoned heart curls. Goddess of the flowers, But...

Does it make sense now? As august passes by  The heart heals for a sliver in time But then again It breaks Fragile like a doll house...

Icarus drowning A tragedy or a victory? Lament not, grieve not Your son, in his flight Grazed his auburn wings across my chariot, Eyes...

Do you ever lament? Do you ever grieve? In your arms of azure and cerulean, Have you cradled, have you caressed, or have you only ever...

Dawn like a thief falls upon me,  Gold as the honey that drips from The hives of the bees  Gold as the ichor that the Gods bleed And as...