Tag: poems

seems to me

it seems to me
that every time i look for myself
i get caught staring into the mirror
of another
as if their eyes are deeper than mine
as if their lips are fuller
and their lines are finer
and I wonder why the reflection
that is my own
is not enough for me

snake oil

You rode into town
on a beautiful white steed
and promised me the stars-
packed neatly in a bottle
of snake oil
And I bought it from you…
the cost was my heart-
which I paid to you quite generously


There’s a river of forgiveness
that resides just within
my mind’s eye;
I can see it
as it peacefully flows down
to soothe my heart
from the fire you left behind