He wouldn’t want me to cry. Any of us. My daddy died today. Nothing Can If I were...
Work Don’t Stop
This chaos that maneuvers the electrical impulses in the confines of my simian brain Overanticipate things I cannot...
Angel
I decided to shake up the limitations of NaPoWriMo and share some of the first poems I ever...
the sunday scaries and other concrete details about adulthood
And the child born on the Sabbath day / is bonny and blithe, good and gay. I was...
cherry crush
my cheeks blush / from my cherry crush i love vegas in the springtime. that’s a lie though....
Un début dans l’obscurité
It's the first day of the rest of my life, and I wonder where I will go from...