Writing through the ache, the joy, they lessons I seem to repeat—trying to find meaning and light in the dark. Always from the heart & honest even when I look bad.
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I showed you the blueprints of my fears, unfolded them slowly before you like fragile paper from a former life. I pointed to the cracks in the foundation,
By Tina D. Lopez27 days ago in Poets
This was inspired by something my daughter said that I misheard while we were walking around our neighborhood which is overrun with stray cats. First draft, so I will probably come back to it at some point.
By Tina D. Lopez28 days ago in Poets
igniting fires laughs like a fucking lady flames licking his beam
By Tina D. Lopez29 days ago in Poets
woke up still breathing naked and unafraid too flesh not violet
west clock still has hours east coast inches from midnight Man-in-the-Moon sighs
mind is a dessert high calorie words swirling fueling on ice cream
fingertips clank loud words filling computer screen ideas flooding
Sunday finery grandmothers and gardenias whiskey in their tea
the clock is ticking regulars are submitting Harper published "Mess"
sweet honeysuckle bees hover over the blooms buzzing fills the air
bombs dropping on schools gas prices climbing fumes drifting through hoods
oh, fudgy delight eating ice cream for dinner belly softly jiggles
