spit, mixed with dirt – muddy words flow
It’s okay that you don’t love me. I’m not hurting. It doesn’t bother me that you don’t read what I write. Sliding razor blades across my skin helps me feel (better). Stopping helps me feel (better). I’m happy. I’m getting used to us being… Continue Reading “Lies I Tell Myself (and Sometimes Others)”
Engulfed in the fury of forest fire intent Insulted, you fear me; my force inspires lament Descent to the flames you wage war and char Conventional games your aim’s poor not far Reaching beseeching me to douse your mistake Bleaching decreasing thee to mouse… Continue Reading “No Impact”
I never think of you I never dream of you at night I never yearn for you in bed beside me I never envision you walking in the snow I never hunger for you to tear off all my clothes I never picture you… Continue Reading “Never”
Art Consignments in Ninilchik, Alaska
Apologies for my apologies
Poetry by Charles Joseph
We Survived and Arrived - Now as Warriors We Thrive
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a collection of short poetry from an autistic mind
Poetry, Photography, and Thoughts
The Lies in the Skies Exposed
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