Traumatics (Poem)

Spare me the traumatics
Just give me some peace of mind

Nightmares kreep in like overdose
Good days are lost in time

I try to find some comfort
A silver lining for my dread

But the only line I come by
is full of Monkey Headz

Women’s Center seeks services to help homeless domestic abuse survivors

Women trying to escape abusive relationships are often left with little to no options for claiming their independence. The Women’s Center of Greater Danbury offers therapeutic services and support for those seeking shelter, but the services available in the community are inadequate for the extent of help that is needed.

SHUT THE FUCK UP (Poem)

If you don’t SHUT THE FUCK UP
I’m a stick it where the sun don’t shine

I’m a burn you where the hyde don’t grow
I’m a find you where the bells don’t chime

It was All a Dream…

Wreckage befell her disbelieving eyes. Windows smashed, furniture torn to shreds, valuables ransacked and left on the floor. Her family photos had been all but completely ravaged, peering out of the rubble as if to play a painful game of hide and seek. She was floored by the sight of her annihilation, dazed at the thought that she would never put back together the puzzle pieces of the life that she had fortified with love and tears.

The Raze Game

“There is so much hurt in this game of searching for a mate, of testing, trying. And you realize suddenly that you forgot it was a game, and turn away in tears.” And your tears turn to anger, and your anger turns to hate. And you become so bitter, the salt in your veins can’t mask the scowl on your face.