late luminescence

(Written on 11/16/20, but for whatever reason, not posted)Your breath refracts offwrinkles on their browsperfect arches, more definedwith every ache of your spine at midnightbone by bone, throw them into the firecast your marrow into the pyrevials of poison,to each their owna, mansion, a lover, perfectionaloneguzzle blue flames,sand...

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I think I forgot how to speak.I owe a call to the best friend in my phone,and an ode to the summer walked on a bone.An "I'm sorry!" to that boy I somewhat liked,And a 加油！to that brother who's completely wiped.The page called my name yesterday,or was it...

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Leatherback tales, spin me a turtleof stars tattooed on skinmoon washing sandand peoplewho live without breathkeepthe tiny grain, boundless pageskeepcurator, the leatherbackedposted on: https://youngwritersproject.org/node/37854 ...

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The last page, cloying sugar ofmaple syrup and ripened persimmons,singing arias through the air in mydimly lit corner of the universefeet on an unmade bed and a splayed smileas the languid mezzo is drawn across bowed lipsReflected, refractedin prisms of darkened chromebook screens,long forgottena meager desk lamp lights...

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There's a cardboard cookie on the table that tastes like Middle Schoolit is warm in my stomach ascold crumbs line clammy callusesBut it still yields to my teeth as I bitetoo much stale worries and never enough chocolateIt is the little photobook that is bitteron my tongue, but...

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photo: ginkgo leaves and stones from the Huntington Gardens in San Marino, CAdarling, aren't you tired of always being someone else?i hope the world has been kind to youbut then again, what is hope?the foolish notion that one day fate will redeem usor the act of lying to...

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"California is on fire."We are moths aflame.Gold coins spill from our tonguessoaking all the sunshine until skies are gray.A politician's dead eyes watchorange skies in San Francisco, unfeeling.The fires stole the mountains, the smoke the horizonbut you, fish eyes, you stole the security of my home.We are Esaus,...

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 Wet sand cakes my legs, a briny armorearned from drowning in a seahopeful gold rimmed violets destroyed, weeks of stifled bluesmeaningless plans shredded, tearstained shards drift to my feetchained to the sheets, the gasps as I wailbut COVID is deaf to effervescent pleassleeping away the sun, why live...

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Liar, liarpants lipstick blackscreaming sirens afireNo choice, no waybetrayed your conscience one too many timescaught red handed, but you open your fistlined palms conceal the fact,that guilt has long departedthey were filled with empty jewelspromises you failed to keeprefracting the guilt on fate,you blame the starsyou love your...

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The rising waves hit the sandthat already teeters on the edge,the rocks that have no choice but to settleon the line between poor and poorer.The smog clears in L.A. and New York Cityand that is supposed to be the silver lining?The rich devils came to collect their soulsand...

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imagineisn't it so easy to imagine?feel the night's breath waft life into a booka hushed melody crumbleserodes at the nightless starsas it puffs like creme bruleecoronavirusCOVID-19, with a little over 19months until I'm gonewith the wind, with lifewith heaven's plan and hell's paingraduated from a childhood that is...

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The polaroid was polarizing. It's rare something lives up to its name. As sprinklers weathered the white tulle, he listened to Mother's lecture."The shameless rule the world. My feathery darlings, fate floats in the wind. Only the flagrant can survive hell's star."But as the picture wept swirling colors...

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graceful filigree, i wanted to be beautiful like thembut when i danced, baring my soul, they chantedposture, posture, posturei am a wobbly skyscraper ready to toppleamong a world of mini glass villasthey are tiny rosettes in full bloomstems arcing upright, princess petals flushedwith prim smiles and sleek hair...

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Sage never gave in. At least, that's what I tell everyone now. It's how I want her to be remembered. Because she didn't when it matters most, and that's all that matters. But, to tell the truth, she always caved for me. She let me see the world...

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The world is temporarily closedor at least, the world as I know iton the news, I hear of a world still openopen to a careful reemerging from their bunkersso you say the world is temporarily closeddue to COVID, or due to ignorance?I've seen people saying it's their rightto...

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sunlight stifled by the panes of scales layer folded down to protect the child from its harsh rays as a mother whispers "too early, too early" and the father snores on. slipping through the cracks into the floorboards the heat spreads until its unbearable, oh how could i...

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2021.the start of an era,or the end of one?or perhaps we shouldn't count timeafter all, it is infinite and we are notthe *tock* of a grandfather clockas another granule makes the plungeare you afraidof the unlit seaglass that will fallwhen death is fated to coil 'round your neck?the...

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Darla rocked in her creaky oak chair on the porch, inhaling the fresh morning and sipping the incoming sunlight as it flooded the neighborhood in long shadows and light. Not a soul seemed to be awake, aside from the pair of chickadees that never failed to argue endlessly....

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Diluted eyesare unlike the tranquil disturbances of tree branchchildren rippling, harbingers of peace without silencewhile zen is in the quiet heartof a butterfly's fluttering beatsas they bloom upon a mountainand a heart of stone skips to the crackly sensationsof being brokeninto fine specimens of silt.tell meof the blue...

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the spiders spin you websto veil your eyes and afford yousilk dresses and a throne of silveryou thought you were their queenbut don't you know spiders?my darling, they will crown youwith a diadem of venoma prisoner in her own throneclose your eyesthey whisper sweetlyas they suck your youthfrom...

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The stars fill up the sky adorning the brow of a little girl staring out her window trying to wish upon an airplane instead of a shooting star as the moon readies itself for the night. It prunes itself as it gazes into the pool and argues with...

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when i see the goldengulf his life of reds and bluesand words inked on paperthere is a sense of a bit of glitterdrifting into my open palmthat says "you can do this"i feel it pulsing in my fistas my fingers curl around itit is my hope, it is...

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First off, welcome! You've either stumbled here by accident, come to get more information about me (sounds, bad, but I mean in a friendly way), or you already know most everything to know about me and am seeing what I've shared with the world. To my online friends from...

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photo: yep, another sunseta shot in the nightshattering the starry sky in all it’s silent glorythe idle conversation of the evening birds up too lateand the cricket’s dying symphony hushesas i wait for the sparks and the fiery smoke that flit off the edges of ignorant happinessto appear...

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I dream of metaphors spilling from my unrefined mawand as the stars welcome the illustrious dark encroaching doubts are ushered in, their plus onethe endless drought of frustration i’ve kept at bay all daythat has left me withered and thirstya bottomless well of emptyreservoirs of tears dried upuntil i can...

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hiraetha house that once was home& a family that never truly wasa castle fit for the happiest peoplejust a facade, now reduced toan empty wooden chestnot a soul in sightinside, walking bodiesshattered stained glassof a brother & father,a mother & daughterbut a traitor's escapelocked the prison gateand threw...

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