“You should be a poet”… Bitch, I am.

All Stories:

  • Protecting joy

    Protecting joy

    Joy wishes to be shouted from the rooftops  not trampled in the gutters  Joy yearns for the unconditional warmth of the sun not to be sentenced to the shadows  But I have this joy in my heart which cannot be shared  It is unwise to share it It is unwise to shout and dance and Read more

  • Why can’t I be like her?

    Why can’t I be like her?

    Why can’t I be like her? That pretty girl with diamond earrings and a necklace to go with it Why can’t I be like her? Because I have no tattoos nor piercings covering my body Why can’t I be like her? The better question is why is it always someone else and never me I Read more

  • Feminine rage was never meant to be caged.

    Feminine rage was never meant to be caged.

    Feminine rage is like a caged bird, it was never meant to be caged and can never be more beautiful than when it is set free. The cage is fear of being perceived, fear of upsetting those who are upsetting us, fear that our reaction, that our response to someone else’s wrongdoing to us will Read more

  • Dad

    Dad

    He is all of me and none of me He is religion like god  He is the hand that gives and the hand that takes He is the reason for my love of a war in a galaxy far far away All I wanted was you  What a flawed vision  I needed glasses but even Read more

  • Unrequited Love pt. 2

    Unrequited Love pt. 2

    If you’ve never felt the crushing weight that anxiety puts on your body, making it near impossible to breathe, then you might never understand what I’m about to try to describe. It’s standing in a crowded room full of people you don’t know. The air grows thicker and thicker until you have to try to Read more

  • Pre-Submissive

    Pre-Submissive

    When I think about being a submissive, I can’t ignore all the hardships it took for me to feel comfortable submitting in the first place. For the longest time I was alone, fighting for my survival and acceptance with no one else to lean on. It was a hard life being so independent from such Read more