VIRIDIAN BABY

Nerves so bad, With tells like that… I thought it Was obvious, This dream I’d had… We were waiting for another Flying saucer to land… On a nice, quiet evening, With drinks in-hand. Tell the middle-aged crickets To break up the cover-band, I want to hear our heartbeats, Bouncing back Off the landing pad.

DON’T WORK

You can’t pressure me Into a damn thing. Give me a hammer I still might not swing. Give me a mic, I still might not sing. Your social standards And insecurities have never been mine. Take that to heart. I don’t need a paper To tell me I’m smart. I love being me. That’s why […]

As It Turns Out…

When a baby dies, It grows goose wings, and flies Up to the iron front-door That’s bolted to the sky. A smooth, warm voice offers “Come inside…” Now, when a baby gets in, The first thing she sees Is an endless stretch of beautiful grassland, Buried under 37,733,996 piles of bird feces. The sky is […]

My Confidante

For what it’s worth, I’ve left no corner Unexplored here… But you… I feel like you and I Are cut from the same cloth. Chipped off the same rock. Carved from the same block. Pariah Children, destined to converge. And in this particular lifetime, This likely means Nothing, really. But it’s nice to know you […]