Cherry Pie  A Laced Crust Glistening Juicy Rubies Tart and Sweetness, Yum   Key...

rain down. fog the windows & breath in the air / fog my memories of another place. clouds...

My legs swiftly pumped up and down as I pushed to go faster on my bicycle, beads of sweat covered my...

I’m tired of the rain. Tired of the passive way that the barista asks if I want oatmilk, cashew...

when i was younger, i was burdened by questions of heaven. they said that little kids would remember—remember...

In October my father would build fires in the wood furnace upholstered by large stones, and he...

righteousness and rigor mortis; two sides of the same coin one crafted carefully in the hands of humanity the...

When you speak, the lilt of your words draws me into a polluted lull I drift through the fog, freshly...

The ocean waves crash on the silver shore, Water rushing over my toes, Chilled, I stand, Though...

There is a scarecrow in the garret, In his hands he possesses the withers Of a flower once described...

Arrival   Waiting for your arrival Looking for you in the sea of uniforms My inability...

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In a quiet corner of the multiverse, far from the reach of ordinary human senses, lies a peculiar city...

I want to paint you.   I want to smudge charcoal into the lines of your hair And sketch your...

the thought of living haunts me to this day. for I am not a poet, but a puppet on display. I gave...