How strange is it to feel everything and nothing at once

I feel like I should say something, but my tongue is cable tied in the back of my head like it usually is, but today the bonds are drawn so tight, it practically draws blood. Yet I don’t feel a thing. And I feel like I should hear things, but I’m not listening. I mean no…

Abode of the Dead

I hold the Underworld in my heart—dead feelings, dead friendships, dead memories, and scars that never quite disappear. Hades sits atop the throne in the hollow of my clavicle, Persephone rules over the flowers of decay growing in the caverns of my beating heart, and Cerberus resides in my diaphragm, held back with thick, black chains, muzzles…

I See Myself

I see myself in interrogation through a one-way mirror. Eyes blinded, squinting at my figure bathed under the fluorescent lamp while I was shrouded in shadow on the other side. It was desolate, watching her as the inspector sways her down. In the dimness, I see myself in this mirror— like a window. But she only…

Cadenza

She sleeps in her maple wood bed, battered and scared, under her blanket of velvet red. The pieces of her bonded together. Recalling his caress on her curves as he moved, she wakes and leaves the bridge of driftwood. It bows from the pressure of her, weighing it down. Yet it holds— barely. Gathering dust, numberless…