Prophetic Introspection

In a world of trauma, crumbling cultural systems and shifting identities, we must write from our Third-Eye. All entries below are an attempt to do so... You can also find me here. https://www.facebook.com/propheticintrospection

Maybe

Maybe I'll just go to the party, stand around alone in the corner in a red dress while everyone talks pink to each other, politics a...

Your Shadows: A Horror Story

For awhile I tried to stuff all your shadows into my closet to shut them up, but they wouldn't stay, too loud and pushy to live ther...

To Love an Addict

It is 5:21 in the morning and all I can wonder is if you’re still alive or just another ghost at my beside, wailing. See, Ive known you...

Nicotine Goddess

Nicotine Goddess grows horns on her head just to show off her sweet skills and laughs out loud at your pathetic attempts at foreplay. ...

Cross it out and Start Over

It was like I had accidentally stapled myself shut with a cross and a bird’s wing and I wondered did you ever feel that way? That haunting s...

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