Sure, I would rather be awake than asleep I would rather lay beneath the vast infinity of The sky than Beneath the peeing paint and Faded glow-in-the-dark stars (Dollar tree, of course) Of my bedroom ceiling - But someone has to act first, and it’s Not going to be me. Think of any Messiah, Any Jesus Christ or Greta Thunberg, I guess. They ended up how? Nails in palms, Palms full of blo...

When the Queen walks by, everything stops. Because this is not some simple-minded media prop that smells like cotton candy and exists so that shady people can operate behind a lovely face with a high approval rating.
This is the Queen. Her armor is dark, form fitting, there is a gun at her hip and a dagger on each leg. Her hair is fire, a deep orange drawn back into a tight French braid that fal...

So I am this lighthouse This outpost This saint of loneliness and light. So I am this statue of solidarity Sunk up to my knees in frigid waves Standing in the steely sea. So you say.

I am not Self isolating I am safely growing in the shade Under the blanket of an overcast sky. I am not Worse off Without your skyscraper frame sitting Heavy on the beach beside me.

What you don’t see How ...

He opened up the window And I opened up my heart He handed me a cigar And I smiled in the dark

I pretended to ignore him He pretended that he cared He said I wasn’t shy or stupid I said I wasn’t scared

My reality was dark and grim But with him there was this light I was drawn to him, moth to candle Held in everlasting night

Nothing helped, I wasn’t sane My heart and mind weren’t level -...

Sometimes, I just need to hit the trails Ride them as far as they go Pedaling furiously and Cornering sloppily, Dangerously close to tree trunks Sometimes, I just need to fall Tires spinning out in Loose soil Stinging scrapes and bruises remind me That I am human My head hits a root and reminds me That the woods are real And I am so glad to be wearing a helmet But it’s all worth it, becaus...

She was staring at me. I could feel her eyes boring into the back of my head. It was getting ridiculous at this point. It had been going on for hours. ‘What kind of person stares at someone for hours?’ I thought. And her eyes made it all the worse. Her eyes were alarming - a stunning, vibrant blue that was impossible to ignore. They stood out, even though we were all cloaked in blue, surrounded ...

Light - show us what is and will always stay Shadow - illuminate what isn’t and might be Everything is the same, every day We are bound by rules, never free But shadow and light keep us sane In their glorious defiance of all We think is true, try to maintain Expand our minds, no longer small Shadow and light - a balancing act If they are too similar, then they Are too mundane, not abstract Defea...

She was called Avalon, an archaic name she disregarded, preferring the name Ava instead. Her hair was dark, chestnut brown that fell just past her shoulders, framing a face that was like an acorn both in shape and color. And then there were those alarming blue eyes that were almost constantly being rolled in annoyance. Those eyes could stop you in your tracks. She was short for her age, and had p...

I’m so glad that you think I’m funny So glad I could make you smile I’ve grown numb to it, it’s been Like this for a while

I went from ignorable To annoying From studious silence To raucous laughter

Before, It was Different. Before…

I was so glad my grades were good I was happy to assist With any schoolwork, I would quickly check it off the list

But here’s the thing about people: Smart k...

She has so much to hide A soft exterior conceals her instability Soft, sleepy hills of green grass Can always open into a sinkhole

A soft exterior conceals her instability Perspective is all that masks her true self, she Can always open into a sinkhole A river of pain

Perspective is all that masks her true self, she Could be out to get you - or perhaps A river of pain Obscures the fact that she...