If you, my dear, were a candy you would be Black licorice (I hear you scoff) Because, you see, I fucking love black licorice And all the...

I couldn't understand your love for me Unworthy me A landscape of faults and leaden skies But I could love him, who you saw in me If only...

I love those things about you She said And how could I reply? Just to shatter something good with my own hands But still, I fear your...

Poetry, more like compulsive idolatry The falling star of morning Knowing god by building him by hand The mimicry of a child And ruining imperfections Blood of mine Abraham had it right

Afleet again, as always comes Roaring as a river to the sea Seeking dis-solution To be everything, anything, at once Shattered like light...

I wake and sleep each day Alight and charred By the truth that I am not That I have lived too long with too little Little passion little...

I have never regretted The pieces of pain you shared or the caustic currents of your shame in the hallways of 3am But I have grieved the...

Warm bitter coffee tastes best before the lights are on When silence lies immobile Breath less Earthbound lightning stoking the heart to...

The meandering and branching paths Of forests deep and dense Make comedy of destiny and fate I turn around to find again A path not...

Ash bows long from the end of a cigarette Memorial to deep breaths and momentous moris Softly, slowly, still Lest it drift aways with the...

The memory of your blossom was so bright in me I would not see that spring had passed and we had become seeds beholden to the wind...

There has been a place in my heart A wind between the stars I sought To rhythmic pilgrim's need And found a music made, in fact To adorn...

Winter is so long in longing All fae paths unseely To dream, surely Perchance to sleep Weeping over the fading warmth what remains of...

You left one day and I carried your pieces for miles Setting them down one by one No one tells you how heavy freedom can feel I stand...

Too often by half Do the mountains wish they were waves And rivers that they could stand still Loving what isn't And all they are not The...

I think I thought that Grieving the couldhavebeens made them real Made me true But letting go brought such music to those memories And...

Oh but maybe it was always a dance Chaotic abandon No passing note grieved May be the only sin is stillness

I was born in a house haunted Ghosts stalked the corners and halls Of course, I was too small Too knew To know what they were All those...

It feels a cruel joke how beauty silences me and pain demands a name Straining to hold those moments longer But words are a violence and...

I wish you had me when I was whole strange thoughts You gave me the needle and thread I stitched me together in time If only you could...