• How They Murder The Child

    Stand up quietly Push in the chair. Line up single file Next to the door. Remain quiet Still in a single line When in the hallways. Do not speak Unless you are spoken to. Raise your hand And ask permission To function  As a normal  Human being. You are not  training children to be individuals…

  • Anxiety

    Color forms under the skin, Sensations growing within. Lost in the moment of panic, Overcome with the manic. Holding breath, gasping for air, Dreaming of oxygen that isn’t there. Going till the blood drips out, Then go again, a true devout. The mind in overload,  Clenching a torn fist. Ripping open the gash, To let…

  • Sold to the Devil

    I dove a weak hand into my pocket, hoping to find more than a dime, but all I touched was the broken locket from the depths of this hollow socket to remind me I was low on time. I handed over the trinket to the jeweler, and say that payment is soon to come, but…

  • Too Late

    I should’ve picked up the phone, I had your number there on the table. I should’ve taken a drive, I know I was more than able. I should’ve let my curiosity win, And find out if you wanted me too. I should’ve gotten over the fear, Of being rejected by you. I should’ve ignored the…

  • Amongst the Most Minor of Inconveniences

    When the Starbucks workers spell my name wrong, even when I did not spell it out for them. Or the shapes of different people’s heads are just slightly off. When someone tells me to calm down when I am  most enraged. Or when people do not get exactly what I want to say when I…