Jan 26RagweedThe ragweed is bad this year I’ll choose to stay despite my observations let’s smile like we like each other my eyes water ruining the picture. Have you seen my sense of humor? I was using it to keep the light out of my eyes they are dry but my laugh sounds closer to crying there’s so much pressure I can barely hear how do you pop ears? I’ll try holding my breath It's heavy my arms are weaker since they foundPoems On Medium1 min readPoems On Medium1 min read
Jan 19, 2022My Book Is Now Available!!I’m so happy to announce that my book ‘Relative Traumas’ is now available for purchase on Amazon (you can reach out to request non-amazon copies). I was so fortunate to have so many talented people on board for this project, thank you to everyone involved.New Releases2 min readNew Releases2 min read
Sep 7, 2021I’m Writing A BookThe first time I saw my work on a printed page was in middle school. My public school was blessed with a lovely English teacher who donated her time to an after-school literary club that printed yearly magazines. The satin, black and white pages were filled with the pourings of…Self Publishing3 min readSelf Publishing3 min read
Apr 10, 2021Voice MailI saved a voice message from you I replay it, afraid to forget our history and so I can hear you say you love me when I forget to love myself the recording is accurate, nearly exhaustion through cracked syllables and the thin hopeless whine spins like a record, quietly I used to pretend that tomorrow you would call as your words each time tell me but the string of those tomorrows hangs in the back of my memoryGrief1 min readGrief1 min read
Apr 5, 2021FeralFetishize the tangled side distilled from a distance but too feral to love Dilated to dark days playing on anyway run it to gravel and push Let there be some levity lost in the lush a pull or crush Of softness or solace rubbed to the bone Wrapped to protect please stay away there’s nothing left — —Poetry1 min readPoetry1 min read
Feb 18, 2021GreeneryThings come clear and nothing is soft time loses its poetry rhythm lost harsh lines and edges of character and intention comes through grey areas faded colors rinsed and repeated until thats how how it goes how It is now easier to see trees in flat fields when options seem sparse You take what’s been givenPoetry1 min readPoetry1 min read
Jan 9, 2021Choose Your Own AdventureDid the reader close the book walk away leaving unfinished business for some unknown time or is this a terrible choose your own adventure with the happy endings ripped from the spine Perhaps just a pause dog eared to be picked up continued again will memory serve will the arc make sense or is it changed never new againPoetry1 min readPoetry1 min read
Nov 21, 2020BenignMy skin is too thin to stomach it you know, anything Wind, rain, snow hands, mouths, blows Tears micro and macro superficial deep Never terminal not yet anywayHurt1 min readHurt1 min read
Jul 28, 2020EmpireI couldn’t separate you from the city worn in and beautiful cramped and labored but there’s the charm in airport terminals and cab rides to your door I should be so lucky to wake up in the shadow of the empire state to fall in your step past trash heaps and concrete reflected in subway car windows curled into you It fits like a glove I can’t afford to wear the alcohol on our breath spins me unsteadyPoetry1 min readPoetry1 min read
Jun 12, 2020Hostile ProximityWhen I moved to Chicago from a small town I willingly traded my endless personal space for constant activity and the ‘luxury’ of disappearing into a crowd. The closeness of strangers in motion is synonymous with city living. …Covid-194 min readCovid-194 min read
