this one’s for you

Six years have passed—a whopping 72 months since the brutal hand of cancer took away one of the most significant people in my life. Growing close to my grandpa over the primal years of my life, enabled my mind to view the world from a different perspective—one that had met the ins and outs of…

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To me, the world has always been full of creatures and concepts which have pushed my curiosity to the edge of the highest cliffs; these “ideas” which formed in my head, were hereby brought upon by means of thought. For me, my mind has forever brought to life the supernatural, inhuman, evil, zombie-like, and outcasted…

beautiful

Once you claim that something is beautiful, you point out everything else that lacks those characteristics. Beautiful things turn into old pictures hanging crookedly on the sloppily-painted walls of your first home.  Childhood dreams evolve into the broken seams of your favorite shirt—the one your grandmother bought you. Calamity-infused skin generates electricity, as if the…

shaded moons

the lights flicker softly as laughter turns the page. i find myself amazed at that which the breath of life depends on. my eyes seek wonder in the purest keen-cut walls that bleed colors of shaded moons.

winter

Dead like fallen leaves and unreachable like birds overseas The winter comes to me with its breath of cooling breeze It seems unreal to speak poorly of such an enchanting season When its beauty brings upon a lovely matter of communal reason One out of four, like a quarter in a dollar, Winter draws closer…

queen of hearts

Unlit features, though you, my love, are as gleaming as the sun. The red haze of premature adoration with a gun And the blue concept of fondness swirl in my head for her— Combining to make a pool of royal color I breathe as if I am drowning. Dialed calls for the paramedics feel my…

a revival of the natural world

Trees become the cynosure of corneas as ineffable colors cascade the wilderness. Their efflorescent limbs shed the coat of past seasons with tenderness. Bees forage for pollen, While the scope of day extends its flamboyant wings. Rain showers devour the surface of the outside, Bringing on the sumptuous, spry flowers of Spring. The vibrant desire…