The Tashtoo Parlour

Author of Pushcart Prize nominated collection "Nothing Left to Lose"and "Pulse" available everywhere. Poetry,Music,Art

#poetry
Looking forward to talking #poetry with @poetry2life and @poeticsoultalkshow this Thursday at 9pm EST

“So fierce is the passion that burns within my heart, a raging forest fire, unstoppable and all consuming.”

tashtoo:

My heart keeps a steady rhythm
In time with the signal lights 
Green light
Go
Hotel coffee 
Development
Cranes embrace the skyline
Ignore the stop signs
9am
Monday
I rise above the traffic
To fly with gulls that shouldn’t be here
Are they like me?
Missing the sea?
Home is a thousand miles
In the opposite direction
But it is for everybody here.
I am not alone in my sickness
Find companions in melancholy
And no time
For those who dare to ask
“What about me?”

Natasha Head
#poetry

tashtoo:

My heart keeps a steady rhythm
In time with the signal lights
Green light
Go
Hotel coffee
Development
Cranes embrace the skyline
Ignore the stop signs
9am
Monday
I rise above the traffic
To fly with gulls that shouldn’t be here
Are they like me?
Missing the sea?
Home is a thousand miles
In the opposite direction
But it is for everybody here.
I am not alone in my sickness
Find companions in melancholy
And no time
For those who dare to ask
“What about me?”

Natasha Head
#poetry

(via tashtoo)

tashtoo:

Void

You used your words to define me
A chalk outline
Void of body

You ignored my truth when I spoke
A voice with no volume
Void of breath

You held me to a mirror in the dark
A reflection with no light
Void of shadow

You created a version you could consider worthy
Behind closed eyes
Void of sight

Now you find the weight of my reality crushing
Sat upon your breast 
Ribs cracked, breath suppressed
This is a void
Of your own making.

Natasha Head
#poetry

tashtoo:

Void

You used your words to define me
A chalk outline
Void of body

You ignored my truth when I spoke
A voice with no volume
Void of breath

You held me to a mirror in the dark
A reflection with no light
Void of shadow

You created a version you could consider worthy
Behind closed eyes
Void of sight

Now you find the weight of my reality crushing
Sat upon your breast
Ribs cracked, breath suppressed
This is a void
Of your own making.

Natasha Head
#poetry

“When I was with you I could breathe underwater, I could walk through walls and I could fly. When I was with you I could feel—which is perhaps the greatest miracle of all. An impossibility that is today by far the most unbelievable.”

—   adam stanley (via iamadamstanley)
Void

You used your words to define me
A chalk outline
Void of body

You ignored my truth when I spoke
A voice with no volume
Void of breath

You held me to a mirror in the dark
A reflection with no light
Void of shadow

You created a version you could consider worthy
Behind closed eyes
Void of sight

Now you find the weight of my reality crushing
Sat upon your breast 
Ribs cracked, breath suppressed
This is a void
Of your own making.

Natasha Head
#poetry
Finding balance
Seeking meaning
I know
I’m not alone
#poetry

In My Dark

tashtoo:

I took you home
When I realized you liked the dark
As much as me.

I hoped
Once I showed you my scars
You would be content here in my collection of shadows.

I remember
How you looked at me so hard
As though you knew

I could only do this once.

Your eyes
Never more alive
Never more…

“The simple moments, those unexpected snapshots of our lives, haunt me the most. The things that we did over and over, every day and night we were together; the things we took for granted: those are the things I remember.”