my gut’s been gently torn in half by my unborn days of future past, they play a game of tug-o-war with my trusty organs, on my back and i...

“Don’t cry. Please don’t cry. Or people will know that you aren’t okay. They might think, it’s all for attention. They might treat you...

recalling my lost, child-made plans, (when seeds had then grown more simple) i wonder where my will walked off to, why my hands are now...

In a humdrum field life is void of anything but the necessities. It feels a little bit liminal How perfect everything is, But it's also...

Waves fill your deep turquoise ocean eyes pulling and pushing me away. Cataclysmic crashes upon rocks that threaten to drown us and...

entangled in this spangled spin you are but a single sequin a petty bangle a subordination but nonetheless you always glisten

again i get to sit, unkept again i’m frittered, frayed i would leave the floor, quit being a rug, and simply stride away but i’m weaved...

A quotidian occurrence, my habitual gaze out the window. I study the trees that lie beyond the window pane. Out there, in that wonderland...

i live hidden amongst the ant and black widow, gray in my drab inky form with my coating so grimy and leafside lightless, mystic in...

it's holding on that feeling you just happened to find it's holding on you weren't looking for it, maybe you dreamed of emotions once...

it's a blue untruth, that pretty fruit it produced us to be perceived so i act as if all that i do has some kind of novelty my...

you’re right, okay? indeed there is another way a petty presumption a yesterday but what’s it to you, anyway? for the evening as it...

they care about each candy cane i flirt with whether that's insane or just a tether, a lustrous lane for the better? (it's all the same)...

A face so fragile, eyes like glass. Hair curled like the oceans break, with threads of fire. Skin that glows with the fruitfulness of...

I don’t have the strength to tell you differently. I can’t deal with these words that are drowning my brain. My heart can’t take much...

my dear baby bear don’t hide from your clock hand but look, over there! it’s a rose, it’s alive come pluck it before it withdraws from...

rarely do we synthesize do we even harmonize? my clandestine parasite, you caught me by surprise but then here comes the fade away the...

Recently I've come full circle in what I’d like to acknowledge as one of the most influential steps in my maturity so far. I would bet...

i can't ignore my little life like i do my work. my fleshy hefty rhymes and i watch it in the murk piling thick, upon the wick of all my...

this stupid sense of unsealed self stays here, stinging, stagnant i sift it so, wasting though, unwishing to understand it i know i...