Boxes are not My Reality

Stir-crazy I sit here Wanting to be there, anywhere, everywhere I’m a caged lioness A stadium-raged bull A wasp in a jar An alien in the womb An elephant in a plastic swimming pool I am A voice unheard A word unwritten A breath unreleased A future untold A trip not taken- A moment ready … Continue reading Boxes are not My Reality


Hooked upon the Hinges

Sometimes when on the fringes, we stare into blinding lights, get hooked upon the hinges, weep dry tears throughout the night. Sometimes our desert soul screams, searches for vulture-life bliss, tears out the mirage of seams, betrays, fronts our eyes' stark hiss. Sometimes we grow to love what isn't- ours nor theirs in Time. We … Continue reading Hooked upon the Hinges