Absolute Truths

Punctuation is the breath of writing,I used to tell them.It signals the pause and inhale between your words,The lilt of the silent voice that will ring with your stories through their heads.Again and again I would try to explainThis here, not there -Without that, when would you come up for air?You’ll lose all meaningIt won’t [...]

Suppose

Suppose There’s a way To find meaning Even as the world ends Suppose We let the sun warm Our tired faces Even as our carefully constructed world Falls apart around us Look up The sky is clear No longer scarred by our comings and goings Suppose We can find a new way of living Despite [...]

[Im]Perfect

What is this illusion of perfect beautyThat we cling to with such desperation?Why is it that what we areIs deemed less than the imaginings of what we'Should' be?The joy in my smile is not diminishedBy teeth which don't lie straight.Nor do the blemishes that scatter my skinLike fallen constellationsLessen the softness of its touch,Or its [...]