The leaves drop every fall, yes th… Their genetic residue, like a mill… marking the thousands fallen befor… The next of kin leaflets, bare the… Death is no escape from imperfecti…
River is always changing, with a crack coming out of the cli… the river from the cliffs, down to the beach, carved out in an alcove,
spacelessness– timelessness, nightmare awakening consciousness. Hell as anti-spacelessness, anti-timelessness.
Within the dead of those we choose… lies a truth forever gone. Within the dead of those we choose… choose to hate, or never cared enough to know
I live on the knifes edge where if I stray even a millimeter to the left I am convinced that any and every flaw
I cry alone cuse I don’t want you seeing me in… I’m addicted to this face of a Ma… and all the masculinity we taught… Rewriting the pain of war and brok…
Sit awhile and play, refrain from… just long enough to sing, what mig… the cords in my brain, that connec… Don’t forget everything that made… before you were weak, and know, ev…
Dear Mom, I can’t even begin to tell how you might have reacted to the letter I sent. It was not intended to be hurtful,
I am claustrophobic, mountains are liberating, of my humble human anxiety. Bodies of water seem provocative, with their two-dimensional facade,
If a demon appeared at my window I would laugh and say what world are you trying to find and who are you looking for, me are you looking for me?
The waves crash over the barnacle… Crabs and small fish tangle in a b… The air and water meld as one cont… Each are in pursuit of their own m… Birds hover over the seemingly una…
I thought I burned everything. Denial expedited closure. Now your words break through the i… I find them scattered all over my… Burning love for closure,
In these moments between focus, be… in these moments between effort an… in these moments between experienc… where I want to not want, but also… I have weak footholds for what is…
Thunder rips dreams from sleep. The fitful heave themselves upon t… Lightening sears all eyelids open. The fitful heave themselves upon t… The voluminous sweat from the back…
Darkness waxed, first encounter with the new moon… su spilling from my mind, whispering ancestor sight. I waited for death,
