Dove

peace has been broken.

plum

sweet plum sticky on pale fingers

petals

petals like blood.

vibes

the vibes in here. got me feeling. baby. don’t stop.

lips

What are lips but for…

dusk

The dark arrives with a sweep of his cape.

With You

With you, I can ignore their whispers.

grave

this cold stone marks your vibrant and beautiful life.

frustration

frustration chews at your soul.

sunrise

fiery flames of color herald change and a new day.