I fell in love with the sound of t
It reminded me of the firecracker
when you told me,
you could no longer be home to me.
I touched the backs of my hands,

Swollen skies and stomachs stitche

It’s been a year, and tonight I f

My darling, my ocean, my moon and

You held me in your arms in the mi

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

Blood rushes through my veins, and

So many misconceptions of boys wit
I spent the past three nights list
trying to scrape your name out of
I hope one day I will outgrow my
the body everyone says looks just

I’m walking barefoot across the ea

Some have said that I am a lion,
My mouth holds worlds that can pie
oceans,
that feel like home.
Some have said that I am a Sunday

It was a chilled december night, t
It was a warm August night, the n

You are the flinch my heart makes.
I miss the way my name sounded in
I miss your laughter, even as it s
I don’t know where you are.
I think you’ll always be right nex

I’m laying here tonight with the f

The cold winter night buried itsel
the feelings they never made words
I always wondered, every time I l
I then remembered with an ache in
that your mouth always tasted of t

Theres gold on the tips of my lash

Autumn,
It’s the color of your breath,
when I ripped open my skin
showing you all the planets that s
the air between us a frozen crimso

The colors of your breath are drip
The feelings of the wind curl arou
I will hold you until my hands bec
to put you down.
I found your shadow resting in bet

I’m laying with my back to the oce

It was a clean break of the neck,
I know time like the life lines on
I know time because I’ve counted,
I know time, like the lump that sl
I know time, like the minutes that

You tried to change, I saw it in
You thought by covering your skin
But I can see it.
I can see it in the way you walk w
I can see it In the way you never

Most people are born homesick.
They leave the home their mothers
Most of us are born homesick.
But then we hear our parents carve
We hear their voices fuse together

Last night I slept with my spine
A home I had longed for, all my l
So I gathered up these feelings,
What it’s like to feel.
I can still recall the things you

She woke up with you in her bones,
I still feel you in my bones god d
on your hands as they held mine, a
The roads under your veins held st
I’m running home to the same thing

Be crumbled, they said. It’s okay
[my father had copper hands and I
These people they’ll look for you,
The water flows in front of me lik
My fathers words sit in me like th

Flowers spilling out of my mouth,
your crooked teeth scraping agains
speaking words I could
never hear
out loud.

When June falls down around your
Wash the abandonment from your hai
Grab fistfuls of language you can
Wrap your tongue around any boy’s
It doesn’t matter if his mouth tas

Your body was my home, my bones we
Burning beneath my tongue,
Sleeping, in the gaps between my t
Your body was my home, your mouth
There were worlds sleeping in ever

You’ve taught me not to love with
your heart will always be worn on
I didn’t love with my palms open,
the songs in my veins playing out
I used to wear the planets like br

I am trying to rip open the sky th
Hurricanes feeling more like home
I miss not feeling at home. I’ve
I’m trying to open you all, to ope
For 11 days smoke danced out of my

For you I let my heart flinch lik
I blame it on you but I know I’m
Home seems a little smaller now.
I left the black and blue’s on my
This missing puzzle piece has muff

I saw you for the first time in 19
I searched everywhere for you, exc
maybe I did not want to find you,
maybe I did not want to know how m
right here.

There’s a storm inside you that ev

The rain is falling down around me

I walked hundreds of miles with s

My soul is painted sapphire,
as I run through the fields of sun
your shadow running beside me.
My soul is painted sapphire,
maybe because,

We carry in our bones the vanilla
We carry in our veins the knowledg
We carry through every life, the m
but it’s not untill that life is o
I’m a dreamer first and a writer s