I Wrote A Book (update)

So, it’s happening! My book is becoming a reality. I’m actually going to see my book in print. Don’t get me wrong I still have a lot to do, images to select, edit and place, a few sections to thin down or bulk up but for the most part it is all coming together and …

Delete

Delete One after another and repeat I watched our Christmas disappear first Your birthday vanished soon after With every hit of the button, the knot in my stomach tightened Delete I opened the file, Paris Emotions torn from my mind Faded were your eyes the whole time Gone now though to a place I’ll never …

My Boyfriend Plays Guitar pt2

My boyfriend plays guitar I let him play it when he likes And he knows that when I kiss him I’ll always look him in the eyes And another note my lover I’ll always take you by the face Tell you that you’re beautiful And embrace all your mistakes When you play that sweet guitar …

If I Died

Still, time and space stop If I died, I wouldn’t mind My eyelids drop You’re so warm in my content Fingers locked inside mine I’m in the hoodie you lent Your heart you didn’t lend me That is mine to keep I’ve packed it away nice and neat And Inside the pleats I stored my …

Crying Wolf

Road cones and crying wolf We are driving through the dark Your hands are on the wheel But your teeth surround my heart And I am happy thought I’m crying Tears are pooling in my gut As I feel your eyes upon me Accelerator under foot.

Lemons

It's raining in both our towns now though that's not the only thing connecting me to you. See, I left my mind on that stone studded beach and my heart blocked out the sound permanently  and that night you drove to me through the dark I had to feel my way around you as you …

Mr Polly Pocket

Opened up your woodland scene  Mr Polly Pocket figurine  With you I would love to play Hold your hand throughout the day Moving through your clamshell case Perfect, plastic, great escape Upon your lips I place my own  Soft and warm they feel like home But your home can't belong to me Poly isn't the …

Honey Bee

Sweat so wet it pours. Trickles down his spine like the first dew of spring. My neck, He bites, Bee sting. I'm trapped in his honey . Drowning in nectar I never saw coming. He feeds my sweetest tooth. Only the bees know the words to say. Building hives inside my heart and buzzing through …

Validation

I guess I've always craved validation one way or another, be it someone telling me they think I look hot in my photos or a co worker telling me I did the right thing by leaving a job, sending that all important outfit pic to a friend before a night out and even trying to …

Sugar Coated

Sometimes I read my work and feel like I haven't dived deep enough, like I'm just treading water at the surface of my emotions and my experiences or that I'm finding ways to word my work that coats it in sugar instead of just writing the truth, letting my words flow out regardless if it …