Milk oil settles Creamy tart smell in the mug There’s peace in green tea
I’m fucking upset! Spiritual wakening… Rarer than half mil!?!!!!
‘Hind the ultra girl: The Fortune 500 ‘co.’ That fired her—ha!
Sins sink down near me Somewhere, tears are obsolete On earth, as it is…
Shaky hands please calm Upset tum please settle now But please don’t leave me
Step one: copy codes Two: lament bank balances Three: Like WordPress post 😦
Gaseous puppy rump. Can’t scoot him off. Too darn cute. Suck it up. That’s love
“‘S’cuse me ma’am. I’m lost. I can’t find grandpa nowhere.” “Funeral room five.”
Rosé before noon? Puppies, plans, lunches with friends? Oh! Vanderpump Rules!
Hot wind. Now I’m home. Watermelon rose tea too. Southern wife, sweet life.
What’s lost is mine now. Now somehow you want it back. Gotta catch me first.
Coffee, pen, journal I told the page a secret Blotting out the sin
Ridges cleave open Sun screens burn to smithereens Mars? Arizona!
Pond swells after rain Cactus bitter at it all Progress down the drain
The moment he calls I want to be by his side Like how a leash works…
Severed ties while drunk? Crying over a glass now? What more will it take?
“During midnight skies, I watch the moon fall out of love with the stars.” – Unknown Like a painting, I was unfinished. And you like to start projects, but not ever complete them. Until my frontal lobes developed–until I was a fully completed sculpture, I could not finish this poem. Confusion of that time stuck […]
Karla: I told you about even replying to that email. It was a can of worms. Sometimes in life, you gotta listen to your head. Daniela: Sure Karla I know that, but sometimes in life you have to want to love yourself enough to want to do the thing that’s going to make you love […]
When I wake up I want to be a grown-up. And I’ll tell you why. Every night after dinner, my mom and dad tell me we have a big day planned tomorrow and tell me all the things we have to do. And every night after talking about it all, I just wish for once […]
My dog stares at me with glossy, saddened, yearning eyes. So I stop tasks I’ve started and pick him up, peppering him with kisses. Until moments later when he wants to be put down again and then I am left to start all over. And each time I leave a little more saddened.