(2014)
I perpetually wait, I cannot act, but I always know, and you’re gone… It happens quickly, often with jus… that I know how deeply, I can lov… I’m not so foolish to think there…
did my love, flow in tides, like the ocean, as small currents, travelin round,
You think it’s fear you’re drawing… but continue to relentlessly corne… and you’ll realize fear was a guar… a mask seeking to deceive, a prelude to the seething energy o…
I thought I burned everything. Denial expedited closure. Now your words break through the i… I find them scattered all over my… Burning love for closure,
Pestering funnel of delinquency, hovering in the stratosphere for a… from where we lit the lake of fuel… Spewing and billowing off to the n… forecasting trouble in the lands o…
Where do I let my hopes hang? In the air with scents of flowers… How do I let my emotions reign? Among animals I am not brave enou… Why do I share the shards of my p…
unwanted connection to my youth uninterrupted stream of consciousn… first memories linger and manifest periodic reminders of what I can’t… my escape from the void
The two whirling white clouds of s… One soft and sweet from burning ol… The other harsh and irritating fro… The billowing smoke choked out Pa… But only for the moment where brea…
I was home in Westwood. I was home in Camp Lejeune. I was home with one love. I failed at childhood; failed stat… Desperate for home anywhere I lay…
What happens when my ADHD is unleashed? Or is it anxiety confused as attention deficit? My ideas now flow
I am claustrophobic, mountains are liberating, of my humble human anxiety. Bodies of water seem provocative, with their two-dimensional facade,
I opened my page and saw that my w… They carry a secret message, a por…
I feel as though I’ve landed on a beach, as an invading, occupying force. Only to find the land
In these moments between focus, be… in these moments between effort an… in these moments between experienc… where I want to not want, but also… I have weak footholds for what is…
Ambivalence was taking the power b… Without ever looking back, but the… Ambivalence was the guilt preventi… was the same guilt I was taught to… Ambivalence was people calling me…