• I Get Hurt Sometimes

    I get hurt sometimes. And I’ll get stuck in line, Waiting for the earth to change its mind. But it left it’s child behind. Cause it left me behind. Keys on the table, And clothes on the floor, A jacket I forgot about, Hanging on the door. The word around in chaos, As I’m curled…

  • Decay I

    “I just read Pet Sematary, and now the light is out. Great, now here he comes.” I walked up the two flights of stairs to my apartment at one in the morning. I don’t really remember where I was coming from to be honest, but if I had to guess, it was probably Jordan’s house.…

  • Broken

     I can’t speak any more, ‘Cause you stitched my lips shut. I can’t fix this anymore, ‘Cause you made too deep a cut. A fixed mirror still shows cracks, Healed wounds still bare a scar. I patched the holes you burned in me, But I don’t know who we are. After everything we had, We…

  • Decay II

    You can smell the decay, can’t you? I closed my eyes for a second or two and sighed. I kept walking, listening to the soft tap, tap, tap of my feet on the sidewalk. My nose scrunched up as I could smell the rot in my mucus.  That’s you. That’s all inside of you. Your…

  • Sharon Baker

    The world I knew once taught me faith like this: Sit up, straighten up, beg forgiveness before you’re dismissed. An aspirin between the knees or you’re made a sinner for hell, Take a look and see just how far the unfaithful ones fell. This is the weeping willow of my life, Chopped down by these…