Numb

I built stone walls around my heart to avoid getting hurt. Little did I know that it would stop me from feeling too. How ironic, that sometimes numbness hurts more than pain. ©AnAnonymousEscapeFromLife For more writing and poems, feel free to visit me on my personal blog – An Anonymous Escape From Life Photo by Brannon Naito on Unsplash

Guest Barista John W. Leys-Dreams of Poems Already Written

Allen was in Asgard reciting America and Singing the Buddhist Bible Blues for All-Father Odin While Bobby and Baldr compared notes concerning Daily dreams of darkness, depression, and death. Byron rode up and down Bifröst bridge Writing a poem about Don Juan (No, not that one, the new one!) Marcus Aurelius read the mythologies of Midgard, Studied philosophy with Plato, … Continue reading Guest Barista John W. Leys-Dreams of Poems Already Written

Guest Barista Devereaux Frazier-God, What Have You Become (Abuse)

heaven’s a fraud and hell, smoldering lies over the still breathing heart of virgin truth if there is a kingdom on high then strip my abuser of the flesh on his wretched bones blast a nine mile hole in the lump of flesh we call a heart the same way he mocks my chains watching … Continue reading Guest Barista Devereaux Frazier-God, What Have You Become (Abuse)