Poetry

  • 20 Seconds

    Directions: With one we blink,and only one.With two,we close the door. The water flows into the tub, it does, we count four more.I close my eyes, and try to think–the silence, screaming loud. Four seconds pass, my veins, they split–I tremble, falling down. I count the years I’ve been on Earth, and what I learned…

  • Thursday

    I’ve never thought of myself as a four-leaf clover, more like a shattered mirror. The nights I’ve spent, waiting in the darkness–my heart so heavy, I can’t lift myself from my bed. You aren’t even there with me. I’m not even sleeping. It’s beyond that. All my colors seem a little darker now. I don’t…

  • Teeth

    I don’t have to bite to win in fights. The low rumble in my throat is enough to set you ablaze. The heat of shame hot enough to burn your lungs. I told you to never bring me here. I don’t want to bite so I let my ribcage tear my heart to shreds. You…