Thursday, December 15, 2011

James Lilypad

I could see the soft trace of stubble on your chin.
Your nose twitching just slightly as you breathe.
You don't like your haircut, but I love the way it falls on your forehead.
You look so vulnerable,
So innocent.
I feel at  home tucked under your arm;
In the dead of the night,
My leg riding up yours.
The steady pace of your chest rising.
The warmth of your body penetrating the coldness of mine.
I want to tell you that I love you.
But I don't want to be the only one. 

- Shammy 12/15/11 11:43am 

Thursday, December 8, 2011

Colour Me Grey

I didn’t hear the seagulls this morning.
I didn’t see the sun come up 
Or the sky light up.

Theres so much pain in my heart.
It's consuming my soul.
How do I get rid of it?

I don’t know how to talk to people anymore.
I want to.
I want to be okay again.
How do I do it?

It’s all in my head.
I can feel it getting bigger,
And bigger still. 
Im going to explode soon.

I feel too much.

Too many weaknesses,
I need to be stronger.
I need to be bold.
Like how I was.

- Shammy 12/8/11 

Tuesday, November 29, 2011


A writer without words.
A lover without a heart.
Let me see into your soul.
Let me breathe the air you breathe.
Rule of thumb, 
Don’t tell.
Can you do it? 

The shit that makes sense in my head.
They’d think I was crazy.
Whose to decide that? 
Besides you and me… 
What do you see?
I see nothing.
Like trying to find something that was never there.
Will you find me?

Tell me of your troubles. Write me a letter.
Send it with your lips.
I want to feel again.
Let the leaves fall around us.
The warmth from your hands makes me want to be alive once more.
I’ve come so close.
Can we try again?

I hope you never stop smiling. 
You’ll save the world one day. 

- Shammy 11/29/11

Sunday, October 2, 2011

Sometimes I Find my Heart's Deepest Secrets Are in the Writings of Others..

"She was seeking herself and finding herself in just such sweet, half-darkness which met her moods. But the voices were not soothing that came to her from the darkness and the sky above and the stars. They jeered and sounded mournful notes without promise, devoid even of hope."
The Awakening, Kate Chopin

Saturday, August 27, 2011

Placid Thoughts

You calm the waves inside my heart.
It feels good,
Feels comfortable,
Like home.
- Shammy 8/27/11 8:07 AM

Wednesday, August 10, 2011


"I will no longer be made to feel ashamed of existing, I will have my voice: Indian, Spanish, white. I will have my serpent's tongue - my woman's voice, my sexual voice, my poet's voice. I will overcome the tradition of silence." 
How to Tame a Wild Tongue, Gloria Anzaldua

Thursday, July 14, 2011

Shammy's Photography

"The morning wind spreads its fresh smell. 
We must get up and take that in, that wind that lets us live. 
Breathe before its gone."- Rumi