Authorz: Astraea

The pitter patter patterns Surround in surround sound The lullaby that lulls you If you’d stop and listen The unity in unison The melody in…

Shield us from the outside world like wombs they grow with us, and nurture our dreams of life on the outside. Our protector; our superhero…

I am standing on the corner of a busy street throwing glances no one meets giving hands that no one takes stretching smiles no one…

hard lessons learned by trial, with a whole room for error. basketball courts replaced by new players in a court where losers don’t go home.…

I’m not sure where I’m going with this Or even where I’m coming from. These words don’t substitute For a real conversation Don’t look me…

The mirror image of me is a reflection of past heroes- A patchwork person. Impacted and integrated; imitated, Faulted. Cracked. Imperfect. Emitting, perfectly, Their emanations…

Don’t worry about the phone; let the machine get it. Beeps and voices not our own…who cares? The mail can wait in its box. Encased…

Inspired by all my running friends… My fingers grip the rubber track My feet grip the metal blocks My heart grips my chest and I…

Steps- each unknown number from cradle to grave push us closer to door. Death, not life, awaits us. But I don’t want to live cushy…

The crickets sing a lullaby in the night wind, which saws through trees with such ease it carries me off to high seas a high…

I’m tracing my way through cracked linoleum Following lines etched with footsteps of those who passed before me They are faceless and unknown, shadows; They…

Some days we’d walk to the corner market the one with air conditioning so cold it gave us arm pimples and raised nipples, wandering through…

we are like bees drifting from hive to hive collecting the marrow of lovers hollowing them out like bird bones though our sting keeps them…

The doors of perception are off their hinges lying on the ground waiting for someone to notice. The masses peer cautiously through the open space…

I’m cutting ties Like a hot air balloon ride Floating Up, up and away Passing people passing lives passing bye You; On your way to…

I am from stupid kids with duct-taped efforts rented rooms and too-late rent which minimum wage can’t fix. I am from shoes kissing rain-soaked pavement,…

I watched a movie, with my eyes with my heart, I realized I’m not anywhere, near where I’m supposed to be. I’m posed in limbo,…

Teenagers verging on adulthood; cartoons replaced with the News, and slumber parties meaning something completely Different. Belief in fairies, and love for family, and immortality…

she slumped over the round table, which had belonged to her mother, a cigarette between careless fingers, and a chipped mug with cheap coffee in…

The tides, they turn against me, a lonesome traveler fighting for the shore. I am against the current. pulled under, swept along the bottom with…