I could twist and fold my edges into perfect little creases Morph into a paper swan, make one page look like a million pieces but somehow you’d still see me for my pure simplicity I could shift into a crane... Continue reading →
I picture us laying in a cozy cabana Somewhere down in Rio, Negril or Havana Or perhaps a small town in Egypt or Ghana As we sip caipirinhas and eat bananas A smile like yours could move a nation, Light... Continue reading →
Hanging onto your sharp edges eyes bleeding tears and heart heavy, I just want to escape this painful grip Getting nose bleeds from all this thin air Clinging to you as if you really care When you don’t love me... Continue reading →
Is this some kind of magic trick? It seems real, but the fragments shift I wonder if it’s fact or fiction, or if I imagined it I know I’m just beginning but I’m hoping I can master this, conquer it,... Continue reading →
Once upon a time, I wore my heart on my sleeve and found that loving a man is worse than heart disease Had to stitch it back in place after it was ripped, stripped into pieces, splintered into bits Now... Continue reading →