She pounds it,
drills it into his core.
He is nothing.
Trash.
This is her language-
a mother’s love.
He learns to speak it as the years pass.
And when he finds love,
he tells her, “You are nothing.
“Nothing without me.”
This is his language,
but she doesn’t speak it…
The Poetry of Emotion
"Start with the man in the mirror?" I want to do my part, but, um - well, that jack-ass staring back from my mirror can't possibly be me. Can he?
Author | Freelance Writer | Blogger
Talking to myself through poetry
Scientist by day 🌞 poet by night🌛// business inquiries: huffinesc16@students.ecu.edu
A Mundane Masquerade
Step into my world as I turn my thoughts, imagination & whatever else my heart is feeling into words.
Forever exploring stylish and exciting new ways to be sixteen and dumb
I'm a writer of contemporary romance novels.
Poems, Writing Prompts, Interviews, Resources for Writers, Books, Poetry Reviews and more...
Erotica Writer Extraordinaire, Richard Bacula
Writer. Copywriter. Weirdo.
Musings from MH Thaung
STORIES | POEMS
A venture into the mind of a geeky middle aged blogger.
An Online Literary Journal and Small Press
Linda R Davis, Raven of Peace & Poetry
