journal

Selective Memory

Cut throat razors will remind me of you, like cut throat words remind you of me. I will remember yogurt …

These Are Not Artists

Inside out. Smeared on walls, canvas, journals. A bloody piece of “art”. Not red but black and blue. Inconsistent and …

Melauthious

I’m not surprised there isn’t yet a word that embodies him. One must be venial to our language because it …

Make Love

We make love with loud laughter and morning voices. With arcane apologies and face-cupped sleeps. We make love with our …

Bone Trail

There’s a trail tattooed on your skin where my fingers have ventured over your shoulder and across your collar bone. …

Who told us it was okay to feel this much. Where is the science to explain finding God in someone’s …

Haunt Me

well guys I promised I would post a video of me singing so here is the first (and maybe only) …

A Stranger Sight

Today I loved a stranger for a moment and I would haveloved him a momentmore if I hadn’tlooked away.

Dear Jamoi

I thought you didn’t love me even though we were bestfriends. Even now sometimes I question it but that’s my …

Dear N

Even though you’re hostile and closer off you’re a decent guy over all. You’re not particularly nice, or even funny. …

Dear Gramma

You were my bestfriend for a very long time. You make the best macaroni that has ever graced my mouth. …

Dear Greenpa

I still haven’t decided if you’re fucking crazy or fucking genius. Probably a 60/40 mix going both ways depending on …

Dear Grey

You are a trooper. You are strength, courage, perseverance, resolve, and a kind of patience  I hope to one day …

Dear U

You probably don’t know who you are. You actually probably have no idea. All I wanted was to keep my …

Dear Dad

Those first 9 years or so were great. You came to school with me, you introduced me to one of …