Tag Archives: poetry
Dally With Me There
My most precious possession. I own her utterly, and so set her free as I please, to see the world and fly back to me, ever back to me, to her gilded cage. She does not resent the bars, does … Continue reading
Chains
Each morning, I get out of bed from beside my wife and I walk past the bedrooms of our three small children and I go to the attic, amidst things old and new, where I look to the secrets artists … Continue reading
To Sleep With The Light On
Birthed by a monster, bitten by a wolf, raised by a banshee, suckled on venom, heart as dark as the blackest of tarpits, and still she is soft enough to sleep with the light on, like us, afraid of things … Continue reading
Any and all attempts
Any and all attempts to subvert the patriarchy will result in not a quick death but a slow torture by injection. You will have your self worth replaced by airbrushed pictures of perfection and you will have your self love … Continue reading
Someone Comes In
Someone comes in every day and walks into the empty, dark side of my office. They do this every morning, and they stand there, confused, turning in slow circles, on the other side of my desk. “Hello?” they call. It … Continue reading