First Fights

Living in the prism of my manifested diamond dreams can sometimes leave one cut by the distorted reflection of me in your eyes mirrored 10,000 times. This glass cuts us sometimes into pieces to show these shimmering glints of the darkness in me hitting the darkness in you. Love could possibly only sparkle so bright…

They Wear Hats in Church

He found her dipped in innocence and timidity Half his age but ready for a union He brought her home to see his library Her aged literature to wed his history books across his black and white checkered threshold He would hang her sweetly over the mantelpiece Bouquet of all daffodils, marigolds and dandelions Whilst…