Why can’t I…?

Why can’t I wear crop-tops And dye my hair pink Why must I care what other people think? Why can’t I pierce my ears And dance night and day Why must I care what other people say? Why can’t I speak my mind And wear shiny shoes Why must I care what ‘normal’ people do? … More Why can’t I…?

“I’m afraid I’ll never fall in love.”

“I’m afraid,” she whispered in the dim, yellow light which warmly lit our fortress. These words, only ever spoken to my best friend, were absorbed by the sheets that protected us, silenced to the world, never to be repeated. We felt completely safe in this feeble structure because we knew even if fire rained from … More “I’m afraid I’ll never fall in love.”

Summer Nights

These are the nights When I want to write With a summer breeze caressing my face My hair disheveled and full of grace With the dogs howling at the gleaming moon The dawn striking much too soon The stars twinkling in the wine-dark sky Each one winking with an infinite smile Some stay awake, afraid … More Summer Nights