Steady me, don’t crack under pressurized air, so fine a line between happy and “nothing is going right,” Sing … More
Eyes of fire burn hot blazing the forest in frantic fever until all is molten nothing. I’ve been … More
pitter patter rain drops scatter onto white surface, smooth edges that invite the relentless matter. The window pane, unhinged … More
The ocean was ice cold, shocking her body into a state of peace and numb. She let herself sink– lower, … More
“I’m sorry, I didn’t realize how much it meant to you,” the young man looks at her with wide, confused … More
The merry-go-round spins, and I can never choose which to ride– the purple unicorn was a metaphor
Hey guys here’s a poem that I’ve been enjoying recently! I’m thinking about starting a “poem sharing” series, in which … More
She poured a bit too much, it was a bit too strong, bitter burned and gagged.
Rip me apart and see the scars embedded into a ragged soul and cracked heart.
Bury me alive so the dirt burns my throat