Tag Archives: poem
Welcome Home
Slogging through an eternal winter of the mind, fingers and heart numb, eyelids heavy from frost and self hate. The world is perpetually dark, with a pale, weakling sun, who never quite comes above the horizon, circling around the perimeter … Continue reading
Depression: The Motherland
You think you know what it is to be in the black hole under the paws of the black dog surrounded by and suffocating from a black heart because you have been there. You say you have been there. I … Continue reading
We Murdered Her
Together, we murdered her, eighteen years ago. We did it without warning, without even noticing. I am wearing her skin, and I walk her around as though her name is mine. I am her ghost, but I am the dead … Continue reading
Terror I Know
The terror I know does not come from gore, not from killers or monsters with bone fingers or the slow, steady gait that will always catch a victim who is running through the woods. It does not come from skeletons … Continue reading
Within
There is this in within me, where I have tattooed black stars. They are where the in within me reaches out to come out, where I am feather and hollow bone. Where I am not as sturdy as I look, … Continue reading