White Lilies

With their little capes and stubby legs,Tiny fists part the cloudsAs they lie beneath an oak's shade."We'll fight the world."We'll fight destiny."Infallible youth spreadsGreen grass, daisies, and tulipsAcross muted earth.They were a short-lived joy.Their eulogies markPermanence in endings.What's leftAre flowers.

Quick Thought about Loss

I wanted to write about loss and my experience with it. You know, in cinema and novels alike we see heartwarming/wrenching moments towards the end of a loved one. You get scenes where everyone’s there, everyone and anyone who cares. The palliative patient heaves and wheezes but a gentle stroke of their hair. A smile … Continue reading Quick Thought about Loss

Damnation

His hand greases the flesh And it reaches Into a pestilence’s mouth Out! Out the ridged heart goes Leaving a cherry face Bustling, bursting veins In its acrid throat Curses paradox and faith alike Agonizes the soul With eyes brimming In damnation’s deterministic deistic diatribe Directed omni-positional rage The heavens made man Accrued inhuman bountiful … Continue reading Damnation