Drown Them Again

Regrets drown themselves in moments. Fear from exes sowed to your heart, jagged scars, purple bruises like violets, over watered with tequila. So much of your pain is gasping, wounds on your body, secret poems. Pungent smells of rotting corpses, stacked too high to burn. So drown them. Throw them in the ocean of ignorant…

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Christmas In Los Angeles

A warm kiss caresses My lips The city appearsColossal, bright, & intimidating fromthis rooftop downtown It is from This view the moonSeems like a haloIt is The crown around your head that causesThis warm kiss to brew a fire within my insecurityA wildfire(from an angel to a sinner) It is the strength of this warmth…

When In Sundance

When in Sundance, Where I only knew about the festivals, I started my own fireInside a secluded cabinSo hot I opened the back door, I wrote. Popping almonds into my mouthSnow threatened to fall, or promised.I wondered about seasons and thought Obsessively about my lover. My fellows mistook my seclusion For looniness,For loneliness nestled between…

Gardens & Sunsets at The Getty.

1 We aren't hiding anymore when we're twenty seven. —One glorious evening, to heaven with cheesecake and wine, Noisy restaurants with their faint WiFi! We walk through the gardens of the Getty and watch the sunset. The blossoms smell good in the good September evenings! At times the aroma fills the sky and we open…

How One Question from my Therapist helped me Realize how much a Soul can Handle.

My therapist asked me a simple question. It was our first time meeting, and I’m sure it’s a question most therapists ask clients paying them too much to do too little. The question was: “What brought you here?” Now me-having just dropped surmountable money for this session, being an excessive overthinker, emotional as all hell,…