Agent of Love

Agent of Love

A masquerade of a darken pit into hell, this roomA ruse, this tousled bedNot offered, respectNo longer on defense, my acceptanceWorthy of validation, my love, my grace to all circumstance I begetYour vision of me, who the fuck caresMental aerobics … Continue reading

On the Couch

On the Couch

I wrote about this my first year in college. I have the original on a floppy disk, remember those? However, no device to plug it into to retrieve my writings from back in the day. Whatever I wrote, had my … Continue reading