Feel It

I’m too bored, too tired, have too much on my mind, or all too much. I couldn’t feel it, that … More

Not Giving Up

This is all new. The only one I want to call is you. You’ve been disconnected for as long as … More

I’m stealing myself to the acrid but sweet.Taste.Liquid gold snaking down my throat,bitter moca, sweet mint. How could I be … More

Thinking of this space,this place that I visit in my sleeping .Stepping up stone stairs, mossy stones staring gingerly back … More

This was my original take on this piece before collaborating with Woodsy. I love the changes John made and the … More

He said write for yourself, not them. It’ll all make sense if you let it in. I couldn’t comprehend. There … More

It’s my heart, holding onto this tender flower. The thorns dig deep and penetrate all that is too painful to … More

Maybe I was wrong to think they were vacant. Maybe I’m wrong to stay in this random space, not growing … More

It’s a simple catastrophe, laughing when you’re too tired to cry. All the mania, an extra terrestrial invading your mind. … More

I didn’t ask for this, going home and sleeping to wake fining messages on my phone and darkness outside my … More