Month: January 2017

Wishes Come True

I wished upon a star

to make me beautiful,

but I woke up in the morning

looking just the way I do.

I put myself together, wondering if wishes ever come true.

That morning, I smiled

at every stranger I saw

and of the things I got back

smiles weren’t all.

I grinned at the world; it looked back at me with awe.

That afternoon, I danced

in the middle of the street

and fell down, just so the man in the wheelchair

wouldn’t feel as weak.

I never felt happier before, while scraping my knees.

That night, I didn’t drink

and not a single cigarette

did I light up, for I was too drunk,

too high on happiness.

And for the first time in years, I slept without regret.

My wish had come true, for my soul had become pretty,

and that day I realized, mirrors are far too lifeless to recognize beauty.

The Transgender

His soul had darkened over the ages, so much so, it was now black. Pitch black.

And then he found her. She gathered all his thoughts, brought all his emotions to the surface, and brushed the dust off his long forgotten memories. She then took this stardust and fathomed it into a nebula. Constantly stirring all pieces of his life together, she gave birth to a tiny ball of light. She kept creating stars until there was an entire galaxy rushing down his spine. Parallel universes coursed through his veins and his wounds now oozed the brilliance of infinite light.

He found her in himself and glimmering, he walked out of the closet.