When I stand, it stands with me. My shadow follows every step, but I no longer run from the reality of what has been left unfinished– the unanswerable dreadful questions, unspeakable aching doubts, unwelcome difficult memories, and unresolved heavy regrets. Because when I fall, it falls with me. I can’t leave it behind– there’s no ...

The shadows are moving again. Are you afraid?

Void – to be withoutThe lack thereofNot validNothing of value Constant reminders thatYour hair should be bone straightVoid of its waves, kinks and curls You are fooled into thinkingThat your body should be leanWith your collar bones protruding That your curves are too lewd, nasty or sexyYour breasts are taunting, tantalizingly or crudeYour lips too ...

Illuminated skull Misshapen by shadows Casting a gaunt face Held tightly against the bones By shimmery tacks of light A hollow vessel, for nothing, resides Where shadows hide Unilluminated, darkened by the increasing black shadows Stealing peace of mind Agitation in the jaw Grinding broken teeth Like shattered glass Embedded in the gums and the ...