They shall not be my universe, but my alternate reality staring back at me, and without the need for words their eyes would tell me: I...

I pass you on into the world as you pass me on: like ripples we grow, our spirits flying to the edges...

You are my purple-hearted fairy: everything you touch sparkles, your words curve my mouth into a smile, your fairy dust the ink that fuels my pen...

Nothing is expected, nothing is owed. Just be, and being is the greatest gift. In pure celebration I...

You said, “Do not be afraid, I want you to look. Do not hold back, I want you to feel. I want you to feel everything."

Standing there, we are the infinite magnification and amplification of each other. But with light too powerful... We will inevitably

Let me not feed my inner beast, my most magnificent and exquisite beast. I pray that cold shoulders will keep her dormant, stunted, and frosts quell her thirst. Waiting for...

My existence is rebellion, my love for you pure anarchy. My radical acceptance leaves me smiling as the world burns down...

Don't we make Love rich? We who love recklessly and uninhibitedly, intense and yet vulnerable, we who are shameless: our naked beating...

I look at you and I see Home, no embellishment needed. No fantasy, you are reality. You are gravity holding me tightly, you are Truth...

Between the lines live my forbidden desires: the intense want to hold onto anyone who will stay through the fleeting years...

Sun streaks peak through the blanket of clouds, painting the sky with rainbows: there is no color like the smell of damp earth. We dance...

I wish the moon would swallow me whole so I can bathe in the illuminescence of her white belly, so I can float weightlessly amongst lotus...

When the hazy purple dusk turns black, the shape of dunes on the horizon melts away into the Milky Way which stares at us with ancient...

When the spirit takes flight, when the feet can’t keep still, hips and shoulders sway side to side, hearts beat in unison, making one...

You. Who are not woman enough for me, You. Who are not what I thought you would be... objects soaring like shells and stars, the wrong way

She ran home crying in her blood stained dress, she feared she was dying, her mother never told her about womanhood...

Dreams are our lifeblood and oxygen. Hope and faith is humanity itself. And wisdom grows from quiet contemplation: a patient endeavor of soul feeding which one rushes past on the road to survival...

Out of kitchen foil and boards he built the throne of God. Not one but many thrones, until he could fill a whole room with thrones and...

She shakes as her elephant skin is pierced with drills. In her majesty she swats away the mighty man as if he is no more than a housefly...