The Mother Of Queen Street

Antonia of Queen Street, sits just underneath the harsh light of the donut shop watching people enter and exit the 24 hour business. Her red hair is draped around her long slender neck and what remains of her purple dress is tucked underneath her not so slender body. With every person who enters the store…

Night- Poem

To be afraid of the night sky is an irrational fear. Yes, perhaps for those with lit souls, an unlit sky will bring unease. Their wax hearts pumping blood. Running through their veins, Ambition, Solace, Peace.   Yet for a heart unlit, barred by iron ores and, Chained with dread An unlit sky brings comfort,…

1000- Free Choice

“For You A Thousand Times Over” A ship across the seven seas and a swim through the milky way, that for you I would do. Scaling the 29030 ft length of Mount Everest with my height does not intimidate me. for 29030 – 5.1 is 29024.9 and my love for you is 29024.9 x 5…

Shattered

“The pieces I am, she gather them and give them back to me in all the right order”      -Toni Morrison We fall apart so often, Unfold and wilt. Shatter into a million, uncollectable pieces. Through a lack of: Trust, {Reliability} Love, {Endearment} Attention, {Awareness} Understanding, {Compassion}   But the beauty of falling apart is…

X Marks The Spot

  Growing up right after breakfast, we were all kicked out of the house to go outside and play so that my mother could spend the day cleaning without the added stress of having children running around, causing trouble at every turn. The routine was clockwork, we would get up, eat breakfast, run and put…