Tuesday, February 26, 2019

you’re the future

your mothers tears,
your mothers fears
stored up
wrapped up 
given to you 
your fathers sigh
his triumph and failure
all these things
run through your veins
strengthen your bones
thorn in your side,
pit in your stomach
these things, 
run through your veins 
do they have the final say?
is it destiny or dna
walk on, tiger
forage the forest
tear through the jungle
make a sound 
like no one else
you’re not history 
you’re the future
you bloom and grow 
out of the cracks
pieces of the past
born from the pillars
of your mothers smile 
and your fathers grin
sweat and sin 
crack like the earth
opening up
tip your head back
to drink the water
hunger and thirst
you will get your fill
you will find your name
you will make a way 


i want to begin

Life began, i don’t remember when 
it spit us out of the garbage chute
out of the waterfall 
sent downstream 
moving like a crocodile
strong as a bull
head above water, faster than a kayak
when it hurt, i didnt notice
i shook off the dust
i didn’t stop to cry
over spilled milk
or even suicide
i didn’t stop,
to smell the roses
or smell the blood
that poured from the cuts
i didn’t see the tears that glisten
catching sunlight 
on even the darkest day
my hands are still strong 
my heart still beats too fast
in need of a hug
in need of a bath
are we invincible
or vulnerable
i don’t want to be just one
it seems like they
are the only two options
surely there’s balance 
surely there’s an in between,
a half written song
maybe we can still
live in the future
looking ahead, 
without missing today 
being alive, 
a blessing and a curse
a hug and a kiss
the strongest fist
when i see the sunset, 
it’s like life ends
i don’t want it to end
i want to begin

Saturday, February 23, 2019

yellow as the moon

life is pale, but bright
yellow as the moon
that keeps us awake
you give and you take
in the depths of the night
always leaving a bite for me
always leaving the door unlocked
my nose is blocked
my system shocked
sore legs and dizzy heads
shared beds
i starve and i thirst
so take life 
and drink it to the dregs
drink til i burst
overfilled cups
empty water bottles
lost keys and wasted time
never wasted i guess
time is never wasted
even if it’s spent on 
spending, giving
hurting and taking
sleeping and healing
too much feeling
try to find words
try to find meaning
it’s not that deep
just go to sleep
tomorrow you’ll wake up
with an empty stomach
and a clear head
ready for more
ready to devour the day 
ready to speak strongly
work hard
and sing better songs 


i come up for air

things turned blue 
like the sky 
when the clouds pass
smoothing it over
pushing the weather
to make room for today

yellow as the moon
that smiles down
keeping us awake 
tossing and turning
these seas of possibilities
keep me wondering 
overwhelming waves 
push me under 
but i come up for air
i come up for air
push me down
or reach for me
i will still 
come up for air 

Thursday, February 14, 2019

the sunlight heals

did you know 
you brought light 
and art 
into my life 
that when you came around 
i noticed 
how the food tasted 
how the sunlight healed 
and how clay felt
when it was shaped into something
and i remembered 
it was better to stop 
than keep on running
did you know that 
when we met
i was quieter than I’d ever been 
i was weak from the fight
i had stitches in my skin
i was afraid i was no longer me 
i was afraid the shape shifting shell
had finally run out of energy
and i was done.
& sunlight hurts
but it’s better to wake up 
and face the day 
life feels like vacation 
or sometimes just a sick day 
when im not working three jobs
but it isn’t so lonely 
& powerless
when a friend is nearby 
to remind you eat, drink and sleep
and remind me that,
im still me 
even when my battery is on 1%. 

so stand tall
and listen to the branches fall
walk on 
listen to your favorite song 
even if you just love it this week. 
so stand strong 
the ride will keep
pushing you along 
make sure to laugh 
and drink until
the drink is gone
and stay put
if you find somewhere 
that feels like home 
try to rest 
try to take your walls down 
and the sunlight hurts
but it’s better to wake up 
and face the day 



Wednesday, February 13, 2019

lounge in the darkness

I need to lounge in the darkness 
held by the night 
I need to press my nose
on rock bottom 
and feel it cut my face 
I need to drink the gravel 
and the quicksand 
that buries me 
Ill wash my feet in the snow 
and watch the blood seep  
feel the salt in my skin 
washed out in the deep
because 
do you know 
that I don’t feel much 
That I don’t know what 
To say 

Tuesday, February 12, 2019

unbroken by snow

hope, will reach you
with arms like tree branches
strengthened by sunlight 
unbroken by snow
reaching up
like a newborn baby 
hungry and expectant
and hope will reach you 
like the mother of all
she’ll swoop you up
pull you out from 
underwater
and teach you to walk 
hope, will reach you 
it’ll stretch like power lines 
buzzing from the source 
lighting up the shadows
on the littered street

hope you will reach you
you’ll get back up 
you’ll feel relief again
you’ll notice the sunlight 
melting the snow into 
new, clean water
you’ll notice the warmth 
on the coldest day 
you’ll find the words
to speak today