Onyx Demeter

It’s been one month since your birthday
you are already gone. Demeter without
a purpose. Sailing on.

a high backed sea came to greet you.
it looked a little like hell.
you’ve been there before
so you are not scared.

it parted for you. like the queen
you are. it bowed. it curtsied
carrying on

Alien

 

alien poem destiny williams

it is curdling inside me
a pit gnawing to get out
the darkness growing.
a void. a black hole.
galaxies spring from my head
an alien rides me instead
i am a space ship
that has landed
from outer space
this is earth
i have no place.

 

Call Me When You’re Sober

 

Original Text

watch the wolves they know the test
and what they don’t they sniff out the rest
Lying at the foot of grandmother’s armrest
Watching the rise and fall of her breast
Readying themselves for a feast
I can see something in his teeth
A gleam, a pearl, a bone, a key
Oh I think it might be me

 

The First Rejection is the Deepest

I have had my dear readers my first official rejection. While it was not the first poem I have submitted  this is my first response.

I feel kinda excited? Lol I know that’s weird but it’s like now I feel more like a writer. It’s hard to explain but I feel like I’ve changed from just an aspiring writer even though technically I still am. I feel like I’ve started to put myself out there.

Oh and I was just thinking that my short story didn’t get accepted but it was a contest. Can you still shop around short stories if they’ve been in contests? I wasn’t sure about that. What do you guys think?

I’m still progressing on the book though it feels like a chore again. I have about 30,000 more words to write and it is like pulling teeth for me to open the document. It’s like when I started. The bulk of the writing took place around the end of 2013/early 2014. But I will finish this book. I believe in the story.