I Would’ve Made a Better Pirate
When Little Boy spent summers at the sea
Two Breaths, Hold
“In through your nose, out through your mouth
in through your nose, out through your mouth”
A Collection of Poems as the Months Go By
Hot denim chokes thighs
While blissfully curled eyelashes
It’s not alright and it hasn’t been alright, not since you yelled at me over flowers, but the flowers weren’t really the issue.
Let's Call It Gaslighting
I listen to her voice break on the other side of the line, describing all the things he did to make her feel Crazy.
A Collection: Love Leaves Scars and Stories to Tell
i’m tired of love. of being told that love is going to fix the irrevocable loneliness of existence. because we’re not in love, are we?
It was that burning sensation,
the one that grabs hold
at the base of your throat,
and you cough as if that will help.
You traded our Mother's nest for the rich spit
that watered your seeds, only to sprout Sam's lies:
We need YOU to believe in meritocracy