WRITING

Womb – A Poem

“Do not mistake our places of creation for your labyrinths of ways to escape yourself”

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Full Moon In Libra

A journal entry / 430AM / Bathroom Floor Is this what I get? Is this what I give? Is tender …

Two Sentence Stories

She woke up to his heat, raw and smothering in pre-dawn hours seeming to wake up slowly and hot with …

Intent

I want to be touched with good intention, trying too hard to make you not want me. Not putting forth …

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 …

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 …

Selective Memory

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

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.