Sameness on lock

We think our traumas Are the things That leave marks Big and violent We think our worlds Were fine The way they were Small and exclusive We think rebuilding Means fixing what was Going back to the what we know Familiar and comfortable What we don’t stop to think To realize Is our worlds The […]


Unruly, messy love

Don’t get it twisted I yell it, because I mean it Your job is not to change To mold To morph Your job is to love Love because of Love in spite of Love even though You don’t understand You can’t stand A future different from the one You were promised By your mind’s eye […]