"That girl".
That is what I am referred to in the eyes of My...
Albert Einstein:
“The only reason for time is so that everything...
the blush slowly
fades off your face...
Who else would remember— their first night...
fluorescent tubes, and the lone waitress who...
Maybe forgetting is first, and death comes...
because we gave it meaning by connecting the...
Junk email reads...
I come bearing fruit from the northern isles—you...
and wonder which flesh is sweeter, more tender...
In a language of lament and mourning—poetry...
verses like ’stranded among the living/called...
of light, of love—twined together by the...
of time, there is little to be said, little to be...
The whole world was only a cell, and your cell was...
It was the freedom...
When I feel dark inside
I wear black to hide...
where will I be in ten years
if the pounding in my head...