If the walls were marred with blood Silence rings a guilty sound Or maybe it just means you’ve found Something farther from this world   If the scene was blanketed with prejudice Silence...

My teeth tighten, locking my jaw shut, my nose scrunches, allowing the rage to reverberate I shudder, My libs trembling, My mind reeling, My hand reaches for the strands That stick to my head, Pulling. Yelling. Screaming. My...

do you think I can have one more kiss? I’ll find closure on your lips and I’ll go It’s the little moments that break my heart When you hug me so tight, kiss me so slow I’m trying to move...

The threads of the Indian village  Across the borders, across the world Will forever be ingrained in my memory:   The threads of the sun’s rays as it peeks above the village gutta With...

I blinked rapidly, my eyes fluttered shut, the puffy influx of water, yearning to ooze from my lids.   I gritted my teeth, praying that the liquid would rescind, that no one would...

Monster creeping in my dreams Makes no sound yet drags me in Silent night and silent day It is screaming all the way    Monster creeping in my dreams Heeds no touch yet freezes...

You told me my eyes Were the color of your go-to coffee order At your favorite café. So I said Your eyes reminded me of stormy skies, My favorite weather.  We shared merely a moment  And...

Stability Papercuts and cardboard boxes The musk of a foreign home I remember reminscing and regretting, Losing friends I never had. Like every grain of a blank canvas I painstakingly colored,...

Perhaps Humans are like spiders Living? Why, Yes Breathing? Why, Yes   Spinning and spinning  silky nets They trap? Why, yes They stick? Why, yes   Humans...

I know that we only live tonight And sure, maybe tomorrow is a maybe A theoretical hypothetical possibility But is it too much to ask to fight You say you’ve given up Not because it’s hard because...

I’ve always thought it funny That we call it the human race What, pray tell, are we running from?   And what, pray tell, Are we running for?   Tomorrow is the light...

 Many suburban children have dreams of making it big Of leaving our slow suburban town. To get away from the white fences With their shiny faces and high school diplomas in hand The shiny...