Monthly Archives: May 2016



She dances in the rain without hesitation,

Unaware of the beauty she brings to the storm.

For even the raindrops

Relish the journey as they free fall from


Praying to be the lucky ones.

The ones to touch her.

Anticipating the precise moment



Aching for

Unified saturation.



I wish I had walked taller,

Spoke louder,

Held my head higher.

Wish I could have looked you in the eye

Instead of looked away.

I wish I could draw a picture and fill the whole page

Without cringing.

Wish I could spread my wings and fly.

Wish I could pick up the pieces of me,

But they keep slipping through my hands.

Wish I could put them together right

The ones that I can find.

Word In The Neighborhood


The word in the neighborhood

Was you wanted to kiss me.

You with your beautiful eyes

And playful grin.

Sometimes I would ride my bike by your house on the way to the park.

(my green girls bike with the funky handle bars and seat)

I thought it was dorky because all the cool kids rode boy bikes

Or banana seat bikes.

(And honestly,

I was just happy to have a bike)


You would say “Hi” in that rough voice of yours.

Brunette curls just covering your left eye.

Cigarette hanging off your lip;

Laid back as could be.

You didn’t know I could see your bruises.

The ones you tried to hide.

(I hid mine too)

I was too shy to even speak so I would keep riding by

All the while holding my breath.


I never thought I was enough for anyone)

Sometimes I remember the kiss.

Just a peck on the cheek but still…….

Do you?