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. © Nicole Lyons 2018

Light Show

I hope this life decides to be kind to you, I hope it rings your bells and sets off fireworks in your name. I hope you’re a fucking light show. But if my hopes fall short and you are left in the dark, I hope you know you are loved, and I hope you know … Continue reading Light Show

Fuck You, Darling

Forgive me, darling. I still struggle to put you into words; how ridiculously arrogant of me. To think I could ever hope to grace this world with your light when all I have to give is empty lines and a devastated heart. Fuck you, darling, for taking my soul when you left. Nicole Lyons 2018

Dragon Soul

This life hasn't been easy on me, I have learned to breathe fire, and God help any of you who would ever try to smother my flames. © Nicole Lyons 2018

All The Best Ones Are

She’s all aching sin and glorious hips, the perfect shot, a junkie’s quick fix, She’s a hit of ecstasy secretly slipped with bad intentions behind loose lips. © Nicole Lyons 2018

Mostly Dead Ones

You with the goddess heart and that cemetery soul, of course, you are a dragon now. Every ghost you have ever loved has salted your earth with their coming and with their going, again. Breathe, woman, breathe! Wrath and fire will shoo the dead from their place of rest and you will cultivate love again. … Continue reading Mostly Dead Ones