Particles drift from my skin into the air They flake off and flare up and smooth the tear Once, long ago, I was dark as the sea But now I...

Photo by Rakicevic Nenad on Pexels.com a shadow sits upon us it shades the past in scarlet tones it enrages the things that once were...

Photo by Jeremy Bishop on Pexels.com Round as the Earth, he matches the shadow That lived forever in his nightmares. Gutteral gasps gape...

Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com Little oddity Unkempt crease in a smooth sea, Lonely blue black shade.

Photo by samer daboul on Pexels.com Blue-black bays at the bright moon. Together we-who-are-one walk towards the sky. Restless, we wish...

Photo by anouar olh on Pexels.com Alone within the quiet cavern you crawl The choices you made make less sense here. Around the waves the...

Photo by will on Pexels.com Venom never leaves, Your skin, your pores, your heart Let it simmer in the Summer winds Nevermore will you...

Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com Around me sits a swathe, It carves me away from those who stay, It keeps me alone in the dead of night,...

Photo by Felix Mittermeier on Pexels.com Gracious glistening in the gutted heavens, Full or not, standing beside the moon, Under or over,...

Exhaustion echoes as I sing dark sighs Divided by an ocean, communication compromised Heart bursts back into my stinging eyes Such...

I have not decided who I am. I wax and wane and want for more. My today is not total, but my yesterday is expired and two sizes too small.

I am better because I don’t back down. Life taught me courage but I chose to keep it. I poisoned my past, I bore the bad. I am everything...

I am imperfect indecision Quiet chaos, Self-censored for fear. I hold back howls despite intention. I crave connection but cannot piece...

Note: This is the 125th blog post on Electric/Eccentric. Hold on to the slick stone and Stay steady as you reach up, up, up Up higher,...

Today, I learned that Forests will swallow you if you let them. They’re wide and long and darker than you think and If you go up, you...

The following is an insanely bizarre, free form poem written in August of 2017. Image copyright Rose and Bean There once was a very sad...

I am not ready for tomorrow, but if it is any consolation Yesterday, I was not ready for today. It is easy to want to stay in place, but...

My father: Thinks like a ticking analog clock, taking time apart with slow, methodical hands. Works like a cornerstone, standing tall...

(h)yo͞omən Noun: Fragile, precious object, Capable of beauty Yet chooses darkness. Weak and worn. Once in a lifetime occurrence. Never...

Guess what? You are not EVERYWHERE. you probably shouldn’t leave the house. Every violent event all my days best I could all the while...