Category: Poetry

her heart was a parabola her love spun outin tangentsthat spread like ley linesacross her history each line was a dreameach line was a memorygolden kintsugithat...

There once was a lass named Annabelle JaneWho stood on the deck in the pouring rainAnd when the rain had stopped its fellYou could see her skirt did swell Oh ye...

My soul collapsesand I can’t breatheso you hold my head underwateruntil I can swim (written some time in 2022)

i keep my wings clippedso that i cannot fly away i keep a hand over my mouthso that my words can’t be heard i keep a shadow in my brainto suffocate my tho...

my dreams cower at the edges of my waking mindhaving rudely stormed my brain for another night i try to catch a glimpse of one, or another,shiniing my flashligh...

i’m maskingi’m asking youto help me quietthe voices inside my headthat tell methat i can’t this fearthis spherearound meis a poisonous cocooni...

later that night,after the moon had hidden behind the clouds,i found myself on the sidewalkoutside your house i picked up a small rockand thought about throwing...

you told me i was brokenbecause i didn’t actthe way you wantedand i didn’t thinkthe way you wantedand i believed you i told myself to follow the rul...

Don’t talk to me. Talking is too easy.Mouths flowing with empty words:How are you?The weather turned cold.Do you have any plans this weekend?What do you d...

today’s the day i’ll wake upfeeling comfortable in my own skini’ll look in the mirror and see myself for who i amnot a freaknot an insecure me...