The first thing that comes to mind… Luminescent, a glimpse of the deep… You cannot help but wonder if he w… You cannot help but wonder “How d… Brilliant blue,
I know that you are afraid. The first tree to sing this April… It only knows the roar of the cree… Screams, indistinguishable from do… How should a tree know the sound o…
A ritual turned to a riptide, it pulled you from us. “This is not you, it’s not you” I would whisper, clutching my own hands in something of my own kind of prayer while you tore through...
I did not want to kiss of course not but I wanted you to know I was st… in the passenger seat next to you I wanted to speak your language
Feathers and delicate bones assemb… prescribed to them like shadows It’s just the way things are, we still walk to work. Sometimes, on our better days, we’…
Love does not knock sweetly at the… Not like a new neighbor with warm… It reaches its tentacles through t… Seeps through the cracks in the wa… Smears its residue on the window f…
Happy near August– the air felt like autumn today and I thought of you like our knees were still touching in the backseat of the cab. It made me wonder if maybe our story is stored in t...
Be the rabbit The muted dust cloud of life, smal… But although slight, the sight of… He sits like the first buttercup o… A lost earring in a shag carpet
Roadkill, Deformed fruit, The ticks I pry off of the dog an… Icarus, The stuffed elephant I still slee…
You can spend your whole life desp… Waiting for the stars to fall to y… Praying for them to powder your ch… Until finally, that boy that sculp… And you will feel whole.
My legs feel stretched and beaten like exhausted dough. I can feel my heartbeat pulsing in my knees, casting blood to the wounds and blisters tickled with salt water on my palms. My sop...
You met a high school girl today. She was sat on the beach, wasn’t s… Her painted toes digging into the… Her hair told stories the way old… It whipped wildly against her spin…
But as my thoughts and my wishes d… With his feet dangling from his ch… The ballet halted. If I had died this morning, I wou… One day, he will grow tall, and hi…
I have returned home from the part… Smoke is clinging to my hair and t… I have to squint when the phone bu… “Are you awake? I need you” I am spread limply atop purple bed…
We are criminals. We are murderer… We set futures ablaze with the emb… We stuff black smoke down the thro… All while we clutch our own childr… But the battered mother still love…