spit, mixed with dirt – muddy words flow
A fever has overtaken my addled mind. My flushed skin feels tight, stretched, too small. In the mirror I see a reflection of a woman, but it’s as if through another set of eyes. I am a stranger within my own flesh. It wasn’t… Continue Reading “Hatcheted – Collaboration”
I’m scared It’s dark I don’t feel safe He left but he’ll be back When? I don’t know In what condition? Even worse I don’t know I’m scared Will he be high? Strung out? Dead drunk? Will he be alone? Will his asshole friend… Continue Reading “Meth Can Kiss My Ass”
This is one of the best pandemic pieces I’ve read yet. Right to the heart of the matter, without the bitterness. Please read it…. You open your eyes like any other day, And you heard about the disease Off in another world and you… Continue Reading “Virtually Nonexistent (REBLOG)”
I’ve been spending as much time as I can on my beach, letting the quiet soak into my bones and its peace cover my soul. I have a narrow road to recovery but it is these moments that I find myself able to heal,… Continue Reading “Winter Peace”
This hurts, my lover I want so much to be in your arms To have you hold me Stroke my hair Ease the torment of my disease To have you look into my eyes And for once, for even a moment The agony would… Continue Reading “Cancer”
original artwork and the occasional rant
Art Consignments in Ninilchik, Alaska
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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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