A Glow in the Pit of My Soul : Writing

Mental Maladies

Mental Maladies

A Poem by A Glow in the Pit of My S..


No matter what, I am my worst enemy. It seems that I c a n n o t re-train my brain re-develop my perception re-f*****g-do any thing. Writi..
La Tormenta de Corazones

La Tormenta de Corazones

A Poem by A Glow in the Pit of My S..


The rare moments that we kiss -and I mean k i s s -where our arms are pulling each othertowards temporary stability,our downturned lashes softly tickl..
Black Holes in the Center of Conch Shells

Black Holes in the Center of Conch Shells

A Poem by A Glow in the Pit of My S..


I’m blank faced, as bleach white as bones,as pure bright as supernovae.And you are a black hole,sucking away all my light.Negative space.You fee..
Black-Eyed Susans in the Center of Conch Shells

Black-Eyed Susans in the Center of Conch Shells

A Poem by A Glow in the Pit of My S..


The buds that might have been -that attempted to open their petals andwelcome the warm sun,- to blossom and flourish -have shriveled and withereddown ..
A Crush-ing Retrospective

A Crush-ing Retrospective

A Poem by A Glow in the Pit of My S..


Something Old;I remember the first time I saw you.A chance meeting,what I thought was aonce-and-never-again-doesn't-mean-muchkind of introduction.Not..
Pu'er

Pu'er

A Poem by A Glow in the Pit of My S..


She became bitterlike tea steeped too long,the water too hot for her delicacy.At once it scalded,burned up insideand almost too much to bear.The agony..
Fire Turned My Heart to Ice

Fire Turned My Heart to Ice

A Poem by A Glow in the Pit of My S..


So here it comes.A quickly creeping shadow.Rolling in, like fog off the oceanon the early mornings I first woke up in his arms.And that’s all th..
One Last Kiss to Cave the World

One Last Kiss to Cave the World

A Poem by A Glow in the Pit of My S..


One day our bones will be brittle with the weight of allwe'velivedand our skin will pucker and fold, soft and paper thinfrom stretching ourselves too ..
Once on Film & Twice More For Emphasis

Once on Film & Twice More For Emphasis

A Poem by A Glow in the Pit of My S..


Faded videos of times long passed,of younger years and cheerful faces.A new father holds his daughter;smiling,as a fresh faced motherdances a Minnie M..
2 + 3 - 1 = 4

2 + 3 - 1 = 4

A Story by A Glow in the Pit of My S..


This was written four years after my sister's death. It contains GRAPHIC imagery as she died in a tragedy and heavy, heavy emotions. Not for the weak/..