The Stolen Heart
She lifts her gaze - her eyes now blaze, two icy stars in endless night. She gives it back, in mournful daze: my heart - it cracks, has l...
Color
Vulva - a poetic Manifest
They wanted to possess her and called it love. They wanted to dominate her and called it protection. They wanted to destroy her and calle...
The Cloud Upon Her Brow
Upon a chair of solemn wood, She sat - as only madness could - In garments torn by Time’s decree, Betwixt the womb and mockery.
The Ballad of the Wound of Love
She sat in dusk, in silent gloom, her gaze as hard as stone.
A bleeding heart, a crimson plume, was fastened to her bone.
The Fairytale of Shining Lies
Meet Ken and Barbie. They’re totally trendy, ultra aesthetic, the perfect couple in every feed. She wears Prada, he drives a Maserati. Th...
Twilight Path
In half-light whispers sway the grass, the shadows spin as moments pass.
A step, a sigh, so faint, so slight, the evening burns in crims...
Golden the Shine, Heavy the Soul
I wear gold but it doesn’t lift me. It glows, but not for me.
I’m tired of having to sparkle, of the daily dance for attention, of compa...
The Silence of Blossoms
The face concealed, adorned with grace, flowers dense, like forms impressed.
What’s real, what’s false, erased in space, the soul behind...
Fragile Illusion
Beneath her soft gaze, mirror whispers silent truths -a body unmasked.
Shadows dance on fragile lines, beauty breaks where light resides.
The Waves of Life
In golden hues of evening light, Where whispers rise, and time takes flight,
You softly sense what always stays, The wave that shapes yo...
