We weep
For at the altar of dreams
We are freed
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To, New York
From, New York Your laugh echoes in my heart and you’re wild in my art, even now, when I’ve been on this road for months of missing and still wanting– a year ago, I couldn’t sleep for fear of demons drooling under the bed, now I can’t sleep cuz their memories haunt every place I…
Winter’s Knees
Weep winter’s knees Slice summer’s eyes Make of the seasons Saturn’s corpse (the mythology guy, not the planet), stop the orbits in their habits and freeze time for me, sometime between spring, monsoon and polar freeze– last night in a dream you told me I must leave, pick up my happiness and plant it elsewhere…
So…Exciting News…
My book, Graveyard of Lullabies, was chosen for the Bootcamp Mentoring Program on Wattpad in preparation for the 2023 Watty awards. Why is this exciting? Well, for the next several weeks, an award winning writer is dedicated to giving feedback on my story! I have faced many frustrations while trying to find feedback for my…
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