• On April 2nd, When All Lies Lose Their Nerve

    No lie, not even the elegant ones,
    survives the arrival of April 2nd.
    It comes in quietly,
    feverish but polite,
    like someone who knocks softly
    before rearranging all the furniture in your mind.

    Yesterday’s mischief still clings to the air,
    smelling faintly of banana peel bravado
    and the k…Read More

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  • the willin fool

    you place the blade
    in my hand
    and somethin in your voice
    makes it feel right
    somethin given just to me
    b/c I earned it

    and I…
    dumb enough to believe you…
    hold it careful
    watchin the light settle
    along the surface
    before bringin it to my mouth
    slow
    draggin my tongue
    along the edge
    tastin what you pro…Read More

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  • Echoes in Quiet Corners

    Madness
    in the quiet corners
    of my skin,
    a current of heat
    beneath words,
    beneath breath.

    It winds
    around me
    like a labyrinth:
    walls soft,
    shadowed,
    doors whisper
    echoes.

    Still,
    I do not follow.

    I gather
    myself
    from the noise,
    from storms
    brushing
    against my name,
    and cradle
    the ember
    that…Read More

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  • A little dream

    Clouds rolling in softly
    Delicately like a purr
    Wrapped in warm cotton
    Trailing thoughts of a time of tenderness

    Inner eye awakens to a place
    Where safety is given
    Love is freely accepted
    And a genuine smile is cherished

    Let me not wake from this
    Wanting to hold and be held
    In a world of nonreality
    Let me have…Read More

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  • April Fools, With Fangs

    April shows up
    yellow as a banana peel left to rot in the sun,
    a warning disguised as a joke,
    a joke disguised as mercy.

    Truth drags itself in after her,
    dust‑coated,
    half‑asleep,
    muttering that honesty is overrated
    and timing is everything.

    The day is a trapdoor:
    you step,
    it laughs,
    you fall,
    it shr…Read More

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