Dark Cocoa

You say I collect people like I do my words, The ones that I need are simple words they roll off my tongue like ‘yes’ The ones I do not need are words found on legal documents, The tiny script that says “terms and conditions” that I glaze over just to sign.   You say … More Dark Cocoa


My Mother said she knew my feet were meant for motion when I hit the ground, Like clouds, soft cotton buds on the earth, I glide She also said that she cringed with every step, The world would consume my light, she feared this would happen, Like clouds, soft cotton buds on the earth, I … More Dance


What hurts you? It’s the way you ask this as though it were a confessional, a moment between two souls, not people. So, I turn and smile and you shake your head then shrug your shoulders. “You always smile when you are angry, or when you want to break down and cry, why is that?” … More Pain