Stuck
I have remained stuck in my head. It started as a coping mechanism when I was young, When things got to be too much. Too much yelling, And too much…
Poems
Ugliness
There is something ugly inside of me, That I have attempted to keep at bay, Since I had my son. Some days it doesn’t work. There are some days where…
In Silence
Your face Is a window into, Strength and grace and love, Which cannot be replicated. We lay in silence, With our hearts beating, Side by side, I kiss your eyelids…