In Another World

When shadows overlap, they merge to become darker, denser. That’s what we see, at least. But what if in another world, their merging created a story; something deep and meaningful. What if, even for the briefest of moments, somewhere out there something magical happens when two shadows meet. So maybe, just maybe, in another world,…

Fickle Things

Oh what fickle a thing time is. We think we have all the time in the world so we keep putting things off for another day. We wait for the time to be just right, for those “special” days, and in doing so, we miss out on a huge chunk of our lives. Oh what…

Ripple

Often is it said That one should never bet the farm Never go to bed Without first setting the alarm Never load the lead Unless you truly plan to harm Never let your head Be ruled beneath another’s charm One could rightly say That a request should end with please That your given days Should…

The Cure for Complacency

Complacency is the hardest disease to cure. It is a beast that lives within all of us. It keeps us blind, sedated with false promises, and much easier to control. It is so much easier to live a complacent life, so much easier not to ask the big questions, so much easier not to wonder…

Kneel

Held to something jagged Where the edges rake and steal away The image growing ragged Where the hands, no longer tender, start to rip and peel the clay So lovingly created Out of dissonance or real dismay What never was elated Punctuated by the actions speaking louder every day I finally hear the echo That…

Old Soul

As the days fly by I refer to a cynical state of mind. I never wanted to be this teen that has been placed inside of me for my soul is far too old and diminished to be surrounded by such games that pan out constantly. My soul is beautiful, and gorgeous, and magnificent But…

Hey, This is Maureen! – Satire

Holy shit, are you people for real? You have got to be kidding me, you all sound like a bunch of little kids playing make believe. You want me to beg, grovel for your forgiveness? Not going to happen. You can all continue to collectively stroke each others egos in that safe little echo chamber…