Precious child, Was always a habitual truth-teller Even when forced to hide Behind disguises Just to keep the peace And the family secrets. She was always precocious, Way ahead of her time, The clocks would chime Two minutes too late for her. She is still tasked with the family history, And their many secrets, It is her birthright, And it does repeat, Her true DNA runs beyond bloodlines, National boundaries Even space and time, “I saw this coming,” Is a favorite phrase. Precocious Precognizant! She speaks the truth, You should listen to her once in awhile. She won’t steer you … Continue reading Precocious Precognizant
The twin rays of realization
Radiate upon her downturned face
As she scans the falling leaves,
Kicking them against the weight of her heels.
Acceptance in the face of apparent rejection,
She wonders what caused this sense of alienation…
Continue reading The Taming of the Truth
I might be a mystic, But not (quite) a mind reader. Though I do pick up on random thoughts. Soul speak says one thing Actions (of late) quite another, Direct communication Is missing. This gaping situation continues to bother Me … Continue reading Correct Me If I’m Wrong
They say that we all have a dark side, Well, mine came in the form of a 6 ft. 2″ man, Who answered to the name of “daddy.” He carried me to a very dark place, And I faced death … Continue reading Dark Side
The house lights clicked on, at their usual time of 6pm sharp, just as twilight started seeping in through the windows, which were always securely fastened shut, just in case of any attempts at escape. The scientists wheeled me in … Continue reading TV Mania Fan Fiction Part III: a Dictator in the Home
Starlet Sassy’s brief brush with fame went straight to her head, and mine, truth be known. With the money she earned we bought new wardrobes for the family and redecorated the house. We thought Sassy would get other jobs out … Continue reading Erotomania: Part II of the TV Mania story.
The awkward spaces in between Dreams, And conversations. …………………………. The long pauses, The protracted silences, Apparent alienation, Is painful. Not knowing the whole situation, Regardless of precognition And intuition, My gifts can only go so far, Feeling misunderstood And unwelcome, … Continue reading NOTICING