• SGM commented on the post, adorned 5 years, 11 months ago

    her fingers sparkled in the sun, weighed down by her heavy holy rings. whenever a traveler from a foreign land would visit her, they would have to bow down with their face towards the ground and gently kiss the top of her most ornate stone, a large sapphire that glistened like deep pools of water, pools that would reflect the eyes of the traveler…[Read more]

  • SGM commented on the post, homeless 5 years, 11 months ago

    i drove past a man today baking in the sun like a shortbread cookie. i drove home but slowly came back. i brought him water and a fig breakfast bar. i told him he looked dehydrated but he just smiled up at me with grass clinging to his cheeks and said, “many blessings to you,”.

  • SGM commented on the post, homeless 5 years, 11 months ago

    she sat on the dirty sidewalk as a loud, glittering bus pulled up in front of her. out of it poured skinny girls with platform shoes and boys with button up shirts and ties, laughing too loudly, shrieking like dying birds, flowing out onto the street that wasn’t their home.

  • SGM commented on the post, plague 6 years, 1 month ago

    you have infected me and clung to my very veins and legs so that i dont know what to do with myself anymore. it almost makes me weep. but i dont know whether its for sorrow or joy. but i have now given you my very soul.

  • SGM commented on the post, plague 6 years, 1 month ago

    i can’t get rid of you, you have inhabited my body like a virus, or a parasite, that once you have attached yourself to me, you will never let go. now all i do is cough blood into plain white handkerchiefs, sitting dizzily onto the dusty floorboards when my head starts spinning and my body feels weak. didnt you say you wanted to leave next week?

  • SGM commented on the post, plague 6 years, 1 month ago

    she was coughing up bright red rivers. tears flowing down her glass cheeks and jawline. in her eyes, soft clusters of moss grew, sprouting from her earth colored eyes, blue with bits of gold and brown.

  • SGM commented on the post, covert 6 years, 2 months ago

    black black black
    i see you in dusty windows
    and frayed curtains
    behind and hiding
    within a sickly yellow motel
    you’re pacing the persian carpet
    paisley leaves in a quite lake
    you’re waiting for morning to come
    and i’m waiting for the moon to rise.

  • SGM commented on the post, covert 6 years, 2 months ago

    secretly stealing away in the night
    cold like a butchers knife
    i wait for you at the end of the lane
    where you cannot turn away.

  • SGM commented on the post, overt 6 years, 2 months ago

    when you are looking directly into his eyes, your intentions are very clear, like water pooling at the end of a river, mirroring up your own reflection back at you, the one that he can see, and cannot remove from his sight, as much as he may try to.