Hiatus for the Unrequited

I’m nervous about sharing this poem, because it’s maybe a little too vulnerable, but…depression really does get like this sometimes. It comes and goes in waves and when the waves go real low, well…it feels like this poem. Sometimes I get discouraged and just existing feels really hard. But I wrote this poem a littleContinue reading “Hiatus for the Unrequited”

name no god but silence

I wanna write a poem about the gum, drum, bubbleguppy beat drop, feel the bass hit my face raise my waist to the grace at the table say a prayer to the grave or the stable (are you real are you real?) nothing answers, nothing matters, chase the bass drop fallin’ face flop hit theContinue reading “name no god but silence”

Unto this aftermath

In the fallout from a frightening world, may we sculpt our nightmares into architectures of memory for future generations to climb and build their dreams up to the towering stars. *** Check out this ICE out of Minnesota page and this page for ways to help

Winterbound

Can’t ever get warm inside, can’t it ever get me warm inside? I go feasting on dreams that fail to fill my belly, I go feasting on conversations and spinning discourses that only turn me dizzy, some people are more down for a debate than a decision; in this divide, there’s dreamers or there’s doers,Continue reading “Winterbound”

frag

The tips of my toes drown in the bathtub do you think hawks get lonely, when their main relationship is predator eats prey? a hawk, a pigeon, and a hummingbird flock into a bar my roommate’s getting on my nerves, taking out her day job on me if this book flops, what’ve I got toContinue reading “frag”

Instinct/for change

We carry an instinct in us to keep fighting. I don’t know if anyone else has seen recently the things the UK and Australia are implementing in regards to the internet, and which will soon be forced upon the U.S. and the European Union. If you are unaware, a multitude of sites will start/have startedContinue reading “Instinct/for change”

Fairy Dairy, Fairly Vicious

Fairy dairy, fairly vicious vegetations and blaze. Very scary, barely delicious dedications can’t phase me. So I will grow out of the enchanted golden grove where tiny goats on ladybug back roam, to one day tease my tongue over the spiny mountainsides of gumball earth wadding my yawning mouth. *** find my published novel atContinue reading “Fairy Dairy, Fairly Vicious”

Perfection-whism

Sometimes I feel I have to present my bestest self just for someone to take notice, and if nobody does I just gotta try harder. I just gotta cut sharper through the apathy, trickle a clever-er metaphor into someone’s heart like suddenly their veins will go “Oh, I understand.” But sometimes, I need to breakContinue reading “Perfection-whism”