Poetry Series – Skin Blemishes

Skin Blemishes I pull my skin tight, run my fingertips over it and look closely.I’m searching for imperfections to pick at, magnify.Letting nature take its course these things would come and go.Taking it into my own hands, I’m determined to dig them out of me.I leave behind a trail of glowing red as evidence.Moments later,Continue reading “Poetry Series – Skin Blemishes”

Poetry Series – Falling Back

I’m hoping that if I throw out into the void, often enough, that sometimes I just see things when I close my eyes, hear things amongst the quiet, feel things when I’m alone, know things before I’m told, maybe someone will say hey, me too. I was in the middle of another poem, trying toContinue reading “Poetry Series – Falling Back”