SELF SANCTUARY 

Earth. School. Test. By Emma Snyder Is the mind not a cage? Contained and confined  though Evermore it grows and expands How can such contents drastically differ? From yours to mine Makes the heart differ  The soul differ Must be fed With what is key With whom is lock With what you seek and have sought The energy manifestation  From eyes and ears  To lips and tongue To hands and feet To internal messages  To external messengers A portaled mirror Inhabitants  except They’re al

White Picket Stake By Emma Snyder Owning my own home felt so far away.  So, I bought a singular white picket stake. It was what I could...

Today, I by Emma S. Today, I Breathed. Opened up my eyes. Took a refreshing sip of water. Kissed my cat on his little head. Held my...

Life at First Sight  By Emma S. If I opened my eyes for the first time and left the darkness and blindness behind, I would climb to...

She's Fire by Emma S. Fire. There’s fire in her eyes. Hell-fire rains down from the skies. She’s done being told what to do. No more...