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When we write, we write with the hardest hearts, singed raw with pride, but when we grieve, those hearts soften, and words become tears cascading down rough contours and jagged edges. What’s written isn’t felt when hands mechanically type, but when it’s felt, despair cloaks us, and we wish for idyllic unknowns and peaceful reveries….

When Darkness Lingers

When the darkness still lingers over the rooftops of the old houses, I can cover the entire sun with my hand. I feel happily empty and powerful knowing that I can erase all the light from my word, even when it so eagerly insists on reaching through to my heart. The little rays of warmth…

Philosophical Essay Challenge

This week, the Literati Mafia hosts a unique philosophical essay challenge. The theme is depravity. You can draw inspiration from the T in TULIP if you’re a hardcore Calvinist, but please focus only the depravity part! We don’t want a sermon! We want a reflective essay that examines depravity. You can write about low-lives and…

Dear Melissa

When you read this, I won’t know if you’ll be shocked or just subdued. I won’t know if you’ll think I took the coward’s way out or had the courage to do something most people only dream or talk about. Life is filled with tragic curves and barely guarded hairpin bends and there’s only so…

exposed

how much do i hide how much do i reveal is too much of me showing am i scaring you do you feel uncomfortable? is that a good thing or a bad one? i want your attention look at me look at me look at me now oh wait now i’m scared now i’m uncomfortable……

Before Flight

Can you promise that if our love were proverbial feathers weighed on a gently tipping balance mine would not sink? You are a bird poised just before flight, claws crooked sunk skin deep in me but molting, eyes fixed on the brink and I— I want to swallow the clouds, bittersweet and dusky ashen, wrench…

Why Philosophize?

Sometimes it feels as if I do not exist. I have faded away so much that I am essentially dead. After following the patterns of humanity I am finally allowed to sink under the covers of my blanket and let the darkness of the night dissolve me. Moments like this, when only a sea of…