Alone At Sea

What wistful ways Lovers dance Eyes intense Falling into trance Bent like trees Branches extended Their adoration Never ending What an invisible life Hovering slightly above Glancing below I never thought I'd Wince at humans Holding hands with Such bonded elegance She searched the earth In caves resting In more caves her Hands empty Holding … Continue reading Alone At Sea

Discussion Encouraged

You can give a Million pieces of your heart. You can listen and support, Share openly; be told "Discussion encouraged", But nothing insures loyalty. Today, I learned that For the final time. Rarely do people's actions Match their words. There will be no more Newness walking in this door. My wariness grows stronger. I will … Continue reading Discussion Encouraged

Born Crazy: A Video Poem

"You're crazy." How often have you heard this phrase thrown around, either flippantly, in jest or to victim blame someone who has overcome or is recovering from abuse? I heard this often as a post-cult teenager and well into my adult years. While I was actually dealing with the behavioral aftermath of being an extremely … Continue reading Born Crazy: A Video Poem

Soul of an Angel

"Soul of an Angel" was written in 2009 and just recorded yesterday as I made this video. It is a representation of the connection between abused little girls and the abuse they often continue to endure in adulthood. Little girls are our earth angels, and there is no penance for the level of evil of … Continue reading Soul of an Angel

Tell Me What You Lost

Tell me what you lost. I don't know, Pictures of smiles And baby girl bows? Tell me what you lost. Everything that made me; Memories, time lapses And cultural gaps. Why do you seek? Because I got lost; Erased every time I Dissociated beyond. Where are you now? I am here. Abstract entity. Infinite infancy. … Continue reading Tell Me What You Lost

Collateral Damage Station

I'm on the outside bright color peacock spreading I own my street, a path forced discreet by tainted company I'm on the inside where children weep and we speak this language of naivety, conversations brief know what it's like to be the weird one so, pretty stays silent She'll only be assumed Life consumes her … Continue reading Collateral Damage Station

Holding Wishes

What is it like To be granted a wish When your first kiss Was laced with bitterness, Taken from a tender lamb, A brutal sheering; As if wool doesn't scratch And skin doesn't bleed? What is it like To live a lie, A life robotic, stoic, Steps broken, Words unspoken, Fake smiles to the others … Continue reading Holding Wishes