the light

There’s a golden light inside of her begging on its hands and knees. Let me shine. Let me out. I want to shine, it pleads. The luminescent being sits inside of an immeasurable abyss, trapped, like a turtle in a box. Some days the lights radiance is enough but other days, the light drowns in … Continue reading the light


Broken-hearted Abode

She opened the creaky door to her heart. There are patches on the roof, stitches holding torn pieces together. The garden of roses is begging for a torrential downpour and the shades of scarlet petals are fading to a deep taupe. The drought was the very worst. Her heart is grey but it still beats; … Continue reading Broken-hearted Abode