RESOLUTIONS / GOALS / DREAMS 2019
I think my overall resolution is to improve the way I see myself. To have the person I want to be, be the person I am. To always be questioning that and learning from myself. To trust my own answers and intuition.
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Ode To Peachfish and Watermelon Flesh
A preview of my personal upcoming writing project. Stay tuned for more! // I am learning slowly to honour …
Intent
I want to be touched with good intention, trying too hard to make you not want me. Not putting forth …
Transit Thoughts in Transition
When you sneeze I am suddenly aware that beside me you are having a 10th of an orgasm, and that …
The Reality of The Season
Summer legs that see more long grass and fence spokes than sun. More cool water stolen and sliding down shivering stomachs …
Not What You See In The Mirror
She thinks about strangers and the way they make her feel poetry without words, falling in love until her eyes …
The Second Morning Has The Hardest Hits
You miss him. More than the first night, more than the second, more than the fourth. So much it hurts …
Having a Hole In Your Being
Sometimes it’s more that you’re missing the part of yourself that was taken when they left, rather than the thief …
The First Night After Leaving You
It’s pathetic really. How all I can think of is how your hands felt on my neck, wondering how it …
Just An Outlet
You fuck her like your life source is running on low and leave her like you have somewhere to be. …
The Type of Person
If you are the type of person who utters no when I ask to pick flowers from strangers gardens in …
Rising Change
You swear that if he stood in the West that’s where the sun would rise. Then you remember that you’re …
Caring For The Sky
I wonder if it’s difficult for the sun to rise every morning, if he has a routine of coffee or …
When Your Mouth Is Cold
You miss him. At 11PM when he’s laying beside you and you wait too long after eating ice cream to …
You Know What I’m Thinking, But This Isn’t What You Think
This is not a love story. This is not a poem, or a novel, or a song. I don’t know …
These Are Not Artists
Inside out. Smeared on walls, canvas, journals. A bloody piece of “art”. Not red but black and blue. Inconsistent and …
I Think My Soul Is Weary
I’m so tired. More than I just need a good nights sleep. More than I need to slow down, or …
Melauthious
I’m not surprised there isn’t yet a word that embodies him. One must be venial to our language because it …
Who told us it was okay to feel this much. Where is the science to explain finding God in someone’s …
