Death is in my makeup,
Poison in my veins.
Failure lurks with every touch,
And pain beneath my wings.
Month: August 2017
[Poetry] The Dance
[Poetry] You.
I look into your eyes
What do I see?
Acceptance, of who I am,
Knowing what I am,
Yet giving, accepting.
Loving.
[Poetry] Tears in the Heart
[Short] It’s You
“It’s you.”
She smiled at him, and reached her hands across the table. He smiled back, reaching over to hold her hands tightly, never wanting to let go.
[Short] The Dragon in the attic
“There’s a dragon in the attic.” The son comes up to the father and announces it seriously one day.