She doubts

The world watched her go by, a startling red streak of hair that spun like flames in the breeze of the winter air. Many admired her, the green of her wide, doe eyes that sat between sooty lashes; the curve of her hips, her bottom and breasts; her soft, unblemished skin. But inside she crumbled … More She doubts

Her rotting teeth

She wanted to confess To tell him so badly But the words were stuck Like toffee in teeth And she could feel them Festering there Peeling back the enamel Rotting into gum Yet she could not admit Could not spit them out Because the words were worse Too unimaginable Unbearable And a rotting tooth Is … More Her rotting teeth

Old Trainers

You know something? Life sucks. When you’re lace deep in mud, you know it ain’t gonna get any better. This is it. A toe poking through my mouth, a ripped tongue, worn to the sole, nothing like them others. The fancy heels. The boots she shines. I think I was blue once? I’m kinda grey … More Old Trainers

The owl

She was there again. Sitting on the bench in her white dress. The woman who only exists in the corner of my eye. But when I looked again, she had left, and perched on the top of the wooden, carved back sat a beautiful barn owl. It stood so still, a ruffle of brown golds, looking … More The owl

Deafening Silence

I laugh and smile with the rest, because that’s what we do. But when the door shuts, when the blinds fall down, I shed the mask entirely. Pull it from my forehead, my nose, my cheeks, my chin. It pinches a little, but it was peeling already, little flakes of my facade crumbling away to … More Deafening Silence