little big lies…

Little big lies, what others need not know, That hides behind a mask, so prime with rose-colored glass. Shove down, deep, deep, deep into the pits of the dryest desert well, Never shed, always dread the tears that you may as well weep, do tell. Little big lies, what others never can know, You hear…

Rain Falls Through the Roof 

*This is the first draft of a story I am working on for my Fiction Writing class at my University. It has been workshopped and I confused almost the whole class with it. I’m hoping to post the revised copy soon. Yet, in the mentime I really want one person to say, “Hey I think…

Mind: shut the F$@K up!

my brain will not stop spinning, it swirls around day and night, strongly wishing and a hoping just doesn’t seem to be working right because of that damn thing, my mind… won’t shut the “F” up! Why can’t I turn the lights out up there? just stop yelling at the next class already. School will…

gaining back trust

i failed my sister when she was young, made the worst impression for marriage,  life, more to one, I loved so much. nearing 36 I feel like 16, with no knowledge of who I am, this mind of mine fails me every time. gaining back trust, not only from her but everyone I lost, this…

spilling red waves

Her tears fall down from heaven in streams, my shame eats at my soul. Please, oh please, forgive this daughter of yours, mother, while I try working hard for a new day. Hear my cries and end the streams, of this never-ending sorrow. I promise to wake up soon, one day, never spilling red waves…

Just Trippin’

get out of bed: trip on my rug walk in the kitchen: trip on the cat go to the car: trip over feet walk in a door: trip on a seem talk to a man: trip on my tongue try carrying bags: trip on a root need to stop trippin’: gonna start screaming!

sisters age?

My sister was born when I was 15, now she thinks I’m the one who’s 15 and she’s 35, sigh Sisters never have an age, we’re forever-by-blood-heart-and-birth and linked, ageless See my dears, sisters are like fine wine, and we wine well too – “she took my wifi!” My little sister just today said, so politely,…

Alone within a crowd of 30

In halls and lines with masses mixed and twined, I am alone. In the theater, with crowds growing and filling to the max, I am alone. In the school and at the museum with excitement in the air, I. Am. Alone. Alone in my home with six others near… Alone in my car with two people here……

Don’t always trust the light

Darkness is Beauty. It brings out all those who hide from the harsh rays of the sun and those that follow it’s stinging rays. Light can be tricky. It’s akin to Loki and a bee’s sting when walking through a meadow of the sweetest kind. You don’t expect a deadly attack from something so lovely, yet it’s…