Words are power. You use them unmercifully to tease and taunt my will. From you, I drink my fill, savoring … More
Tag: ink
The Same
What am I afraid of? I’m afraid of never being anyone’s first choice. I’ve been an only choice. I’ve been … More
A Novelty
I want to read poetry written of me My thoughts in raw, bleeding to bloom Run my finger through the … More
Magic
Paper dolls, paper hearts, paper wings All disposable until filled with inked dreams The doll will waltz in swirling calligraphy … More
