it started as a whisper  soft warnings… just at the edges of awareness  the way a storm builds  only a murmur in the distance drifting on a slight breeze but it grew… from a tiny sound barely audible… to a full blown roar leaving nothing behind only total destruction… no going back now too broken […]

you would think it would eventually heal the gashes would finally seal but even fractured bones will ache long after they’ve healed from a break so why do they expect perfection when we’ve been so badly dissected?   we do therapy and group sessions sometimes we do self-medicate and we can handle sleepless nights the […]

I don’t know if I believe or not whether we return for another round once our lives have ended and we’ve been put in the ground reduced to so much ashes or dust scattered to the winds… or sitting on a mantle   what I do know… is the depths of cruelty to which man […]

what’s happened to what used to be? who put up fences between you and me? when did it all fall apart? what put such hate in so many hearts? can we back it up and stop the storm? before it does any more harm…   we live in a world where ordinary sounds take on […]

he bathes my wanton senses saturating them with his intensity so addictive… so nourishing… it’s become a part of me   he pins me to the weight of my convictions holding me accountable… to my own beliefs and needs asking little… and knowing he’ll gain everything each time he spreads me… nude and flagrantly exposed… […]