• Beneath

    I know the earth collects my tears  And pours them into watering cans Making way To bloom new flowers in the soil The… More.

  • Thoughts among thoughts

    I’ve dreamed about this trip for as long as I can remember.  Traveling up for a few days on the west coast, stopping… More.

  • Disillusioned

    Hard to say  If the glasses I’m wearing Have rose colored lenses I’d be colorblind forever  Hold steady, the arrival Of my own… More.

  • No Love

    Not enough love The city of angels, it couldn’t be true  I see folks leaned over, crying turning blue This city truly can’t… More.

  • Anhedonia

    But even astronauts don’t know why  They’re headed for the moon Mostly faith and The smallest chance of freedom It’s leaving and feeling… More.

  • Witnesses

    what a luxury  and honor i feel it is to bear witness——— the most mundane of events  The clouds shifting while I stand… More.

  • Pro Bono

    My limbs remain unscathed Protected From even the possibility Of them slipping  Into the inevitable comforter of grief Shield me from what I… More.

  • Lust is nothing but tearing petals off a daisy, just to realize the stem is still there

  • Red Tulips

    in the California spring Mornings feel like winters on the east coast My body has acclimated to another life One with cold blood… More.

  • Don’t tell

    End up right where it doesn’t belong In the middle of a car ride In the backseat with our fingers intertwined Eyes wide… More.