Her beauty laid in the grace with which she handled hearts, how she knew where the cracks of hurt were, without even asking.
Society
“Sexism in the world of literature… what’s your story?” (an informal essay)
The publishing and media industries peddle to our sense of sympathy and morality in desperate attempts to not be absorbed by their competitors. They accomplish this by keeping company missions in line with the majority opinions on various social media platforms. Everything about our lives, down to our opinions, is actively being collected and sold by data harvesting corporations. Our way of thinking is up for sale.
Is this enough for you? (a poem)
The foundations to be shaken were already taken down By hands and unheard voices mistaken Of the downtrodden, low-down found out To be rotten, begotten of times and rhymes designed To ride the fine lines dividing divines
Red (a narrative horror epic)
Hooks to my teeth It pries open My mouth Chills rattle Down the base Of my skull To the marrow Of my sacrum
Black Sun
The bright sun struck three The black sun struck twelve From there It was only screams From there It was only hell ~ They fled in droves They begged for mercy They all were massacred Bargained for time Betrayed their own A mad and twisted herd ~ Spoke not in words but tongues And nobody … Continue reading Black Sun
Fantasy (a poem)
I often fantasize about letting go, to be one who can leave the act, and carry through. I often fantasize about running away from all the places sharp to the touch, from all the people who take too much. I often fantasize about the way out where no eyes see blinking although they may still … Continue reading Fantasy (a poem)
Not I (a poem)
Live, And do, As they do. Read their eyes, The hands, And stances. Know their thoughts, Learn their words, Grasp their hold. See you, As they do, As you do not. What you desire, What we all wish, What do they seek? Find it, Answer it, Become it. Hide truths, Bury weakness, Embody Ideals. Suffer, … Continue reading Not I (a poem)
The Shell (a poem, 2022)
The Shell (a poem) Beneath the smile, the laugh, the jest, the kindness, the comradery, the humility, the generosity... the understanding... the hopefulness… ~ There was a lone voice screaming for reprieve. There was a lone voice screaming to be heard. There was a lone voice screaming for the end. ~ There the voice screamed, … Continue reading The Shell (a poem, 2022)
Freedom (a poem, 2020)
Freedom (a poem) I consume, The substance consumes me. A life less painful than my own… The sensation alone, Addiction itself. I become someone else, Other than myself. I have this choice, It is simple and free of pain, Yet I know nothing is truly painless. This life unlike my own, This experience unlike my … Continue reading Freedom (a poem, 2020)
The Island (a short story, 2017)
The Island (a short story) “Excuse me, Ma’am?” Behind the large desk at the other end of the room, leafing through an intimidatingly large pile of reports and other assorted sheets on a holodeck, was a stiff-looking woman in her early forties. She wore a rather extravagant Armani pant-suit, with her long brownish-gold hair tied … Continue reading The Island (a short story, 2017)
