Poems from Dovakoda
And there they were, naked and afraidTossed to the night aloneTheir hearts finally opened, but now left to rot.The search for an end is...
My ghost I call you back with these words.My ghost I wish to see you again.My ghost I sold you for another.My ghost it is time to return....
Daily rageJalapeño hateSons burn my eyesCradle my cockI’d chop it off if it weren’t necessary for children.It ruins my life.Such a...
True Living
True living is working towards the life you want
Accepting a discontent with the life you have
True living is eating right...
Self-control
Death seer’s gift that makes me write
A wronged wing takes right flight
I could not see a life as beautiful as this to end...