(Not) An Ode to Past Lovers

It has been so long since I have been heldby a man who respects women.I have been in their beds,no sheets, dust settling like a sheen on my body. Men who took.They promised me delicate adoration,but I was left used and pressed into the mattresslike an old flower between the pages of a worn book,Continue reading “(Not) An Ode to Past Lovers”

A Constriction of the Soul

Deep pockets of gloom,anger sits like a sieve on the soil (soul).You are alone in this uncertain place. To acknowledge a life that is broken,seams frayed like the edgesof your forgotten joy,discarded on a shelf 20 years ago.It is time to dig yourself out of this nightmaredisguised as a dream.A dream down a rabbit holeContinue reading “A Constriction of the Soul”

Haunted By Ghosts

I am haunted by ghosts.Different versions of my past selvespopping in, out of my lifeto remind me how far I’ve come. The girl who didn’t want to liveThe girl who felt no one wanted herThe woman who tried to let others know her, but no one really listened.The woman who fell in loveThe woman whoContinue reading “Haunted By Ghosts”