I Reserve the Right to…

Today, I feel ______________. But I know that can’t last. Because I’ve always survived—somehow—those things in my past That made me feel ___________, or __________, or scared. So, even though I’m feeling ________________, I’m also prepared. Today, I can’t ______________, because I am grieving. But tomorrow, I’ll be _____________. Because I’m bent on achieving _______________ […]

What I Like About Me

“To love oneself, is the beginning of a lifelong romance.” Oscar Wilde said that. “Some women choose to follow men, and some women choose to follow their dreams.” Lady Gaga. You go, girl. “Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—I took the one less traveled by. And that has made all the difference.” Robert […]

Alone

If I’m going to feel lonely, I’d rather be alone. There are few feelings worse, in my opinion, Than being surrounded by others who are actively Engaging with one another, while actively disengaged From you. Even if it’s only one person, And that person is choosing not to connect with you. Even—especially—though you’re the only […]

Anymore

You can’t hurt me. You have no power over me. You don’t get to tell me what to do. You don’t live here. Anymore. I don’t trust you. I don’t love you. I don’t think about you. I don’t want you. Anymore. I’m not going to cry over you. You’re not the center of my […]

Dream Brighter

When I was five, Or maybe six, I wanted to be a princess. But as I grew, Somehow I knew My life was meant for greatness. I wanted to build, And teach, and save The world for future generations. Then I met you, And forgot what I knew. My new dream was your adoration. Now […]

What Was I Saying?

You can’t get fish from a pear tree. You can’t teach an old dog new tricks. You can’t have your cake and eat it, too. You can’t force oil and water to mix. When the cats are away, the mice will play. When in Rome, do as the Romans do. Where there is no trust, […]

The Danger of Diagnosis

  When I think of the ones who’ve broken my heart In all my life, even if I didn’t know it then There exists a common thread between their stories In that someone else in their lives had already broken them   Does it make it easier, I wonder, to forgive yourself For intentionally doing […]

Take Back the Fight

  Breathe in through the hopefulness Exhale through the pain Grit your teeth to dam your tears Grip tightly to your shame   Hate the words that brought you comfort Loathe the places you once cherished Take a picture of your suffering Hang it up, don’t be embarrassed   Flaunt your jaded, broken beauty Slap […]

No, it’s Definitely You

It’s not because I’m liberal And you’re a republican. Or because I’m Irish Romanian And you’re Italian American. It’s not due to circumstance Or bad timing, or astrology. In fact, I categorically reject Your itemized apology. Because it wasn’t misunderstanding Or a case of “square peg, round hole” Any more than it’s surprising When the […]

Banishing Spell

Get out of my headspace. Get out of my circles. I don’t want to see you, Or speak your name.   I banish you from me. I bind your power to harm me. I ball up your influence, And throw it far away.   Your energy is toxic. Your intentions are unworthy. I am immune […]

Graffiti

Dear Graffiti Artist, Why? In the name of Andy Warhol, why? Seriously, why would you do something like that? What is the point? Why climb that overpass, and risk getting pancaked by an oncoming train, Just to tell Joe that he “Sux Ballz?” And you didn’t even spell it properly. Unless you’re from some obscure […]

Voodoo Doll

  A penny for your dirty thoughts A pin for your cheating lips. If a picture’s worth a thousand words I hope your counterfeit canvas rips.   Until you know what it feels like Your glossy, plastic eyes will stray. Toward any strange, skirted target So I’m taking your buttons away.   When you cheat, […]

Seven Stories

I always loved fairy stories, With handsome, prince-filled, Happily Ever Afters.   Like that ONE with the missing glass shoe, Or the TWO kids who get lost in the woods, Or the THREE pigs who build houses.   The first time I saw you, I knew we would be EPIC, Like one of those stories […]

Six Stops

  Six stops. Six stops, including a ten-minute changeover in Newark. That’s how long it took you to get up the courage To let me down “easily.” Six stops. Six, two-minute stops, as mandated by the New Jersey transit authority Or God-Knows-Whoever-the-Fuck is in charge of counting How we waste our lives. Six. Motherfucking. Stops. […]