poetry

The Price Went Up

Exposed her body for a little more attention. Rejected lovers based merely on their net worth. Self-condemnation only appeared when

To Be Humbled

Why does intimidation rise when you see them? Why must you find a way to demean them? It’s as if

There Was Never Another Woman

They lock eyes. There’s a feeling of familiarity here. His eyes start to fall. Her eyes enlarge. Who wronged who?

Te Amo, Mi Casa

Being so far from normal makes me constantly feel alone. People look at me and say, “You’re so accomplished” And

Love Is Escaping

We Enter God’s Name To Fool Our Own Perception The mere sound of your voice used to bring the biggest

instagram: