Someone Told Me I Was Queen- Kindra M. Austin

Someone told me I was Queen of _____
So I hit the pavement with
nothing but the
shoes on my feet and
two middle fingers.

I followed black wings and
learned how to prey.
I communed with rivers and
willows and  
winds of change.
I defied a mountain and
slept at its summit.
I made the day blush and
trained the night to genuflect.

Someone told me I was Queen of _____
So I hit the pavement with
nothing but the
shoes on my feet and
two middle fingers.

I returned home,
not Queen of fucking Nothing;
I returned
Commander of My Heart.   


Kindra M. Austin is an indie author (her books can be found here, a founding member of Indie Blu(e), and a writer/managing editor at Sudden Denouement, Blood Into Ink, and Whisper and the Roar. A Sagittarius Valkyrie from the state of Michigan, she likes craft beer, and classic big block muscle cars. You can find her filing through the souls of the slain at poems and paragraphs.

Kingdom- Sabrina Escorcio

There is a home
within mind,
I choose
to cling to.

The absence of light
hides indifference.
Chisels warn
carving idols of stone
that crumble to dust.

Building in darkness
a castle from ruins,
furnishing rooms
with pride and hope.

Forgotten ghosts
wander reckless;
painting on walls,
portraits of past
lies,
for me
to observe.
to never forget,
who it is that I am.

Queen of my castle.
Queen,
on my knees
in this kingdom I hide

Sabrina Escorcio
©2016

Photo credit to Antonio Mora


You can read more of Sabrina’s Writing at Una Zingara