It’s a cloudy afternoon inside my chest, the world that lives beneath my ribcage is surfaced with raindrops, and a heavy heart beat. The sky is grey above me, as is the sky within my lu...
You held my hands when I was too… All I knew was that I liked the w… You watched me grow, and you grew… Like I was a night sky you filled… When people asked for my name I f…
The heart is a playground, a crawl space between your pigeonholed stockings, the white of hotel bed sheets bleeding through the surface of its paper skin; The heart is pulling out sti...
I can hear everything gone– Your footprints stamped into my mo… I’ve held this month in the pit of… I am sorry, I am not silver. I am sorry, this is not what you w…
Sitting on the palms of my wrinkle… Swimming in the cracks between my… Spinning, below the sinking sky in… There you are. The lines on my palms hold years…
He held his knuckles against his s… My mother told me ever since he le… there has been a hurricane inside… She asked me why I thought love f… My mother drove me to the train st…
So many misconceptions of boys with brass knuckles and moonlight teeth, family’s are just illusions, a glass castle floating in the palms of your hands, trying to conceal the bruises he...
My darling, my ocean, my moon and my stars. It has been terribly quiet in the world since you left, and it has been terribly loud inside my head. There have been so many words inside my...
I hope one day you can understand me again. The way we used to be. Your Forest fire breath leaving me burning under your comforter of language; feeling anything but comfort. I hope one ...
I’m laying with my back to the ocean, the sound of its voice beating against my eardrums. The air around me is soft against my fingertips, as the wind is running slowly down my spine, e...
The sound of October has been any… The lions under my skin have eaten… If only their booming roars could… I lay next to you in your king siz… long after you’ve fallen asleep,
When you look at a human being, you do not see their mind or their soul. You see their body, their shell. No one knows of the place this human lives, this person, that you’re standing r...
Your name is stuck in my throat, and it burns every time I say it out loud. It’s a match that will never go out, it’s a flame that’s burning down the whole town that is my body. It’s le...
I woke in the middle of the night, November was sitting on my chest, it’s heaviness pounding against my ribcage, suffocating my every breath. I rolled onto my back and looked up at my p...
Be crumbled, they said. It’s okay to admit you don’t have always copper hands, [my father had copper hands and I guess mine were trying to match] These people they’ll look for you, ...