Black Canvas, poetry

||Return of the Queen||

When she left, their metaphorical castle walls came crumbling down behind her. And never once did she wonder how they would fare beneath the debris. From underneath the rubble, they scream. Their cries fell on deaf ears, but they continue to fight until from under this weight they are released. A young princess, left to… Continue reading ||Return of the Queen||

Black Canvas, poetry

||•Killed the Cat•||

This is a poem from my book Black Canvas: I followed you Instead of my instincts that day From the playground to your efficiency Where you efficiently played on my curiosity And convinced me to stay. We talked For a little while, We sat there on your bed My 15 year old body Cradled between… Continue reading ||•Killed the Cat•||