Gutting The Apartment Upstairs

From time to time, the sun will set hot on my memories and leave the cooling to a breeze that swings by my house and kicks my front door down just to tickle my lips and call us square, but I bite my lip when I stand in line, self serving at a checkout, juggling … Continue reading Gutting The Apartment Upstairs

We’re All a Little Illiterate

We wear poems on our skin; those words were carved into our bones when we were born into a world sadly lacking good poetry, and far too filled with shame to ever let us dance naked, and swing our stories from our hips. Β© Nicole Lyons 2018

Second Supper

There is thing in my throat, I cough and I hack, and I clear my schedule for every dead-beat dad and long lost survivor of something that is offensive right now, but it still catches; it still wiggles its way into the muck, and it sticks here, right fucking here, between the roof of my … Continue reading Second Supper

This Side of Midnight

I believe there is a window, mounted in mourning, hung just this side of midnight. And when we call out, through its shattered glass and torn screens, something in the universe shifts, allowing our echoes and our unfortunate words to ride the wind, and carry our secrets into the open windows of the insomniacs of … Continue reading This Side of Midnight

Cosmic Things

I have fallen in love with far too many beautiful things - cosmic things like the way the sun shines on dying stars, and how it eclipses the wishes of forgotten souls. I have fallen in love with the wildest beasts, the ones that howl beneath full blue moons, bursting as they wait to watch … Continue reading Cosmic Things

Twenty Eighteen

I want to love harder and hotter than I ever have before, and I want it to bend me in passion until winter breaks into spring. I want to find inspiration along roads I have never thought to travel, and I want to feel peace in the waters I have never waded in. I want … Continue reading Twenty Eighteen

Fallen From Grace – Dena Daigle

A couple of weeks ago I shared a poem from my book Hush on my Facebook page and my friend and fellow writer, Dena Daigle of Phoenix Ascended, stumbled onto it and wrote a stunning poem from the inspiration she got from mine and I know you'll love it as much as I do. I … Continue reading Fallen From Grace – Dena Daigle