I was driving. My partner was in the passenger seat. He kept shapeshifting into different people. Ex-boyfriends, friends I'd severed ties with. Family members I don't see eye to eye with. Then suddenly back to himself. There was loud, peculiar music playing. There was no music playing in my car. Nor were we speaking.... Continue Reading →
Since my obsession with Honey Bees is no longer a secret, here's a poem about them! Inspired by Book IV of Endymion by Keats, some Poe, Shelley, Wilde, and Yeats. God save the Queen!
A brief poem about the state of the world. I spent no more than 5 minutes on it so cut me some slack. I'm not one to express political views.
When you pull yourself out of a terribly dark place and you remember the essence of who and what you really are.
A bit more experimental verse.
Recorded audio for this poem. Note: I do not speak Russian so my apologies for the pronunciation.