Broken Glass Tastes Good [a poem]

grayscale photo of human hand

lips crease, to fold into a snarl as the words shatter

and pierce his heart. glossy eyes slick and sharp

burrowing into his. flawless, imperfections visually scarce

a beauty but the words

they cut and marr at his soul, rupturing the bliss, the hope

he ached for. a quip, a spin on the heel, and she’s off.

blood trickles down his chin; why does broken glass taste good?

When Wishes Fly Away [a poem]

black and brown house

She tightens her grip, the star flexes, pulls, attempts

to wiggle out of her grasp. what good are wishes when

they can fly away? diamond teeth dig into her hand,

she yelps and throws the star to the floor. it shimmers

for a moment, hovering, before it shoots through the roof

and into the sky, leaving a pea-sized exit-wound in the wood.

she seethes, rage fluttering up through her chest, and

falls in a heap.

the girl outside the bar [a poem]

fashion woman art creative

Crisp air pulls across chrysanthemum curls,
a glance, a brace against a rusted streetlight, smoke swirls
from plush lips, she is everything but what she is not.
Aqua moon sinks low into the mosaic Bay, night bleeding
into the fog to press against silky skin, wet and glistening.
A hint of liquor lingers on breath, a steady indulgence of
downers to saturate the ache.


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Today is the Day Sirens Scream [a poem]

ocean under cloudy sky

She slips into something more comfortable, a beaming

grin with sly eyes and slinks towards the edge of the

water. A toe in the icy blue, a shiver up her leg. Today is

the day the sirens scream will alert everyone. Today is

the day, the froth of clouds above will become the

canvass to a scene of despair below. She untangles her

bikini and inches into the water, drowning out the sounds

of the children playing, the people laughing on the beach with

each sloshing step. Closer, closer to the depths, another shiver races

up her spine to rest at the base of her neck like a necklace of ice.

She takes in a breath, but not too big, shudders, and dives into the black.