A head curls into my neck at 3:00 AM. I feel your chest rise slowly while your breath makes my … More
Apollo hummed your name and I asked how he knew you. He’s an Erotes, dear girl, he says as though … More
Darkened eyes swell by firelight until they’re glazed with smoke. This hollowed heart echoes and it sounds like Bach, filling … More
Holding the moon over crushed ice, I bite my tongue to avoid your vanities and you wrap yours around my … More
Three years I’ve been carved of marble, cold and desolate to emotion. I’d forgotten what it was to feel before … More
heirloom heart and quilted skin, i hand myself to you and ask for safe keeping.
I soaked my skin in honey & sun until I felt as brightened as you see me. Soon saturated, I … More
I have hidden parts of myself in other people and I hope they find her in these moments, when the … More
Sitting on a bench at 4:27PM, burnt cheeks and glossy eyes. The thought of you warrants a pained laugh, a … More
i. i tell you and ramble and you cup my cheek with your right hand and grin. we’re outside. … More
Frozen orange skies in February snow coat each memory that I have of you. Cold, bitter, fragmentary, and distant.
When the permanent ephemerality of the words you whispered rang in my ears, believing you felt like safety. It was … More
My heart of excess and hollowed bones of flight float in empty spaces, filling in meaning where there is none. … More
Frantic & confessing, he chants of goddesses with sky light bodies & rosey coldness. I ask him not to lie … More
Fingers trace questions in open air and we create our own mythology. As a siren song sinks into your skin, … More
new shoes. “I’m proud of you.” time taken to ask. quiet company. sleeptalk. clean sheets after a shower. showers. warm … More
Catch a bullet in my teeth and dress it in silk, engraving your name along the seam. Tuck it in … More
Brick sand skin feels like silk against mine, you hum and whisper in rhythmic rhyme. Softened syllables float on stone, … More
I dream in languages you don’t speak, whispering confessions in brave safety. Is this valor or cowardice, a heart … More
The vibrations ring through your chest and into mine, echoes of come closer and all this time floating in what … More
In my dreams, you walk me like stairs and consume my thoughts as sit-down meals. Your skin is radiant and … More
brutal kindness is unfamiliar, my relearned heart reading welcomes as warnings. how do you soften self sabotage? how do … More
A swallowed coast in your touch, you tangle yourself into me until I can’t breathe; your assumed thoughts suffocating mine.
The coffee is bitter like my pride, so I soften it with tired presence. I pretend to be surprised by … More
I. humming city lights soften sounds of cicadas mimicking and muffling rapid hearts. fingers dance and pull the since-dried grass … More
I am Hedda Gabler without guns or intentions; a mess of a woman with a searing flame past. Lack of … More
‘Hope’ isn’t a dainty or delicate thing— she is blood and grit, her voice of symphonic echoes and screaming doubt … More
Rerouted apologies and and misplaced blame suffocate survivors until showers burn like flames.
come here, sweet darling dressed in rose and wearing moonlight like candy whisper your bitter everythings and bite my tongue … More