Sorrow Feels Like…I’d call it a sneeze, But every breath, Push of, Exhale, Comes with all these tears.Oct 22, 2024Oct 22, 2024
Puzzle(d)If you ask me what my brain looks like, I’d tell you ‘a puzzle’ — fragmented, At odd angles, some pieces, Flipped, upside down, Tilted…Jul 21, 20232Jul 21, 20232
Washing…and so the words spin, Wet and dirty, Slapping, sloshing against my, Temples.Jun 10, 202216Jun 10, 202216
Poetry Practice #1Creativity is on a low ember, so trying out a writing exercise to kick up the flams (be kind)Mar 8, 202230Mar 8, 202230
EnduranceThey call the body fragile. Praise the Delicate. Admire, the Soft, Supple. A frame not made For damage, Cherished.Aug 18, 2021Aug 18, 2021
Announcement — DiagnosisFor me, social media isn't for sharing everything, but I think that this is news that I cannot keep to myself: Two weeks ago, after a month…Mar 4, 2021Mar 4, 2021
The Con…and they Tell them, Take in the Dreams of these, Fathers. But, excuse those Things, That lay about, Limited, Lifeless, With Siblings…May 13, 2020May 13, 2020
