“We often confuse what we wish for with what is.” ― Neil Gaiman, MirrorMask I'm suffering from the dyslexia of emotions always getting confused and bewildered when the pain crosses the boundary to get mixed with the love when my longing for the company is oft met by your absence and a flurry of excuses for us to … Continue reading Dyslexia
First published in Modern Literature, July 2018 “I am terrified by this dark thing That sleeps in me; All day I feel its soft, feathery turnings, its malignity.” ― Sylvia Plath, Ariel How the body moves shatters, into zillion specks of glass powered and brushed to its core but still every speck of it can pinch … Continue reading Out of Sync
This micro poetry is a prelude to my poem.Read it here
I have slashed my wrists and cut open my throat and sliced my heart in half enough times to feel how it feels the loneliness when it screams and scratches the inside of my throat and and pain forces its way out from the entrails ripping apart my body and leading me to shreds and pieces to know … Continue reading Do you know how it feels?
“And one by one the nights between our separated cities are joined to the night that unites us.” ― Pablo Neruda When he leaves he takes a piece of me I crash I burn I split into a million pieces numb frozen and crumbled at the core and when he leaves me I turn mute … Continue reading Departure