Author Archives: Julia Posz

The Princess and The Yellow Brick Road

By | June 25, 2018

Don’t think I don’t remember the pain that embedded itself into every one of my membranes. Don’t think that I still have to shut off my head because certain memories sound like a shot gun instead. Don’t think I don’t have those intimate evenings that flash themselves so vividly, it feels like some nights I’m… Read More »

Nightmare Passing

By | March 8, 2018

What I saw is true, That if I couldn’t screw, You would have never manipulated yourself into my bedroom. I had been standing there for two years And I hate that I question why I should have gone with the right thing but got caught in the left hook of your thorn ridden wing. A… Read More »

Timor Luman Metus

By | February 26, 2018

This is a story of how an astronomers son fell in love with the moon goddess. Ever since he was a boy, Ryan Masters had been captivated by the night sky and all it beholds. Ryan’s father said there were a million stars in the universe, but only one moon. When saying this, Ryan’s father… Read More »

Clean

By | February 20, 2018

Make love to a couple grams To empty hands Make up for a couple sniffs Curling up, feel so stiff Waking up Saying, Wait Wait a second I’m evaporating in front of my eyes She wants to live today She wants to listen today The snow is melting away now Clarity The snow is turning… Read More »

Trauma Teachings

By | February 7, 2018

TRIGGER WARNING: Contains material of sexual abuse I find my work is enveloped in an essence of darkness. We all know that any journey ends when the break of dawn seeps through every crack, Every crevasse, Light trickles into the iris’s of my eyes- Sweet lass, The best part of being broken, Shattered glass, Is… Read More »

Moonlight Madness

By | February 5, 2018

Sweet dreams are made from sober dazzling inseams, Those seams were once clogged by cocaine fog. Where are your words, little writer? He taunted you; “aren’t you a fighter?”. Has your magic pen run out of ink and power? Or is it that your mind is in limbo, Trying to figure out where to go.… Read More »

Never Meant For California

By | January 28, 2018

You were drawn to me, Pretty and smart, You once, Multiple times, called me, A Work of art. I met you in California, We both know this state is, And never, Was, Home for ya. I told you that my heart was frozen over. But that I could still be your lover. We both sing… Read More »

Breaking The Habit

By | January 22, 2018

When do you honestly like yourself the most?  And when I say, “the most,” I am not just referring to a fun night, that is now a memory on your Instagram. Nor something of substance, or instant gratification of any sort. What is it in life that comes from yourself, that makes you like, or… Read More »

Breeze

By | January 21, 2018

Today I came out from a haze It was a Sunday.   I know my wildfire persona has been tamed But I have never laid in my bed   In pain   Feeling absolutely mundane.   Being as low and hallow   But still acknowledged and admired.   Like the momentary nostalgia and comfort on… Read More »