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We became less in the eyes of the world, but we became more as we struggled against the oppressive hatred of the world. You cannot enslave another being unless you recognize you are less.  You must recognize your face in the reflected pain of others. We have bent plow blades in the heat of summer. … Continue reading Snow Walkers

I have witnessed sunsets before man had a name for them I have danced in waterfalls while dinosaurs walked in the distance The first creatures to crawl out of the ocean crawled over my footprints I have watched the world change through eyes full of pain and glory All was in balance until man began … Continue reading I Have Witnessed

Sometimes I whisper for help in my dreams, knowing help will never come I awake living in a world where my dreams are illusions choking me  I answer yes or no as though they are the safe words, the only words to get me to tomorrow  I live on an emotional roller coaster, and I … Continue reading In My Dreams

Wound Sometimes I feel like a wound. Uncovered, exposed for the world to see my suffering. I feel like a pus infected laceration with crusted edges of dried blood. Sometimes the world around me does not understand my pain, therefore no one can offer help or a simple bandage to ease my agony. It is … Continue reading Wound

Evolution Hi. Hello. Hear me before you speak. I will love you forever.  I am the beginning of your love. I will be there at the end of your love. Your middle will not know me and in many ways you will not know yourself. I will love you from a distance while your heart … Continue reading Evolution

It is often the little things we forget to be thankful for. If you ever held her hand, why did you let go? You may think you stopped holding the hand, but in reality, you let go of her heart. If you ever opened or held a door for her and stopped that, too. It … Continue reading The Little Things

Death to love is light fading into darkness It is the absence of breathable air when your world collapses into the afterlife Death takes the world built over years and plunges it into the abyss of being left alone  It differs from a run to the store, or going to work for several hours. It … Continue reading What Does Death Mean to Love

Sometimes, let Love go Sometimes you have to let love go; It is not the quantity of air shared with someone, but the quality of breathing together. I would rather survive happy on a shallow breath, rather than breathe deeply and never feel the fullness of happiness in my soul.

Tears Never Cried Does anyone know where tears never cried go? Can someone tell me where the lump in your throat goes when it does not produce a sound? Is there a logical understanding for such a powerful sense of loss; a loss imposed for no understandable reason. If you never cry a tear, does … Continue reading Tears Never Cried

Who do I commit my soul to when the whip has cut too deep They say we can’t get into heaven because our skin is too dark Look at the broken flesh; we bleed as they do; our blood caked in clumps Who will I commit my children to when the whip has cut deep … Continue reading ENVOY

The Twisted Arrow - Daughter 12/13/22 She hides. Concealed in the shadows, or so she thinks. There is always the little rustle of leaves or the scraping of a branch when she moves. She speaks in jokes and flippant quips about life and what She does not expect it to yield. Yet, she cries when … Continue reading Twisted Arrow