Corona

Coaster sticky, Crested foam of shitty beer. The loam viscous Like the salty crust when you were near. Beautiful, the lies you told me. Pageantry, the story you wove me. The brush of lips linger from the last breath of words that broke me.   Thank you for reading, ~ Victoria Elizabeth Advertisements

The Orphan, a new poem.

I’m still working on this one (this is rough draft number five), but it’s beginning to take shape. __________________________________ Cancer, the silent killer. By the time you see the symptoms, it’s too late. Blood in the urine, bile behind the eyes. Jaundiced skin stretched over calcified bones; you watch the organs fail, one by one.…

Loom of Lies

And so I’m stuck caught in your web of lies. Aware of the trap you’ve set, knowing I’m not the first or the last but grateful to be here just the same. ________________________________________________ Thank you for reading, ~ Victoria Elizabeth

Feed the World

I love you like the tree loves the sun. I breathe in your warmth, and my exhaled joy feeds the world. I love you like the bird loves the air. I float on your breeze, and my filled wings move the mountains. I love you like the fish loves the sea. I drift through your…

Lie to Me.

Lie to me. Tell me I’m the only one. Tell me I’m your muse. Tell me I’m the only star in your sky. Lie to me. Tell me I’m the most beautiful woman you’ve ever seen. Tell me our sex is communion. Tell me my pussy is magic. Lie to me. Tell me you’re leaving…

Forgiveness

I’ve broken you, yet you’ve allowed me to bind the wounds. — I’ve failed you, yet you’ve permitted me to try to make amends. — I’ve lied to you, yet you’ve welcomed me to tell the truth again. — I don’t deserve you, yet you’ve forgiven me and loved me all the same. ____________________________________________________ Thanks…

Beyond Science Fiction: May 2015 Edition

I am very excited to announce that my poem, “Ode to the Stars,” is featured in the May 2015 edition of Beyond Science Fiction magazine! This is the first paid journal to accept my work, and I’m thrilled to finally see my diverse writing (really, who would have imagined me writing a science fiction poem?)…