She


She She was motionless Still she moved every mountain in me Silently she stood there Here, words were all I felt Like a coarse thunder in its rage With her eyes she paled its blaze The cold breeze of my life flailing around In disarray each strand from her hair held me at bay I…

Empty Pains


• Empty Pains: (writing exercise) There was a sense of confusion waking up alone in pure darkness. I knew it was damp where I was, an inch of water resting against my body. My freedom of being aware was taken from me. Only an echo of water dripping, in what had to be a large…