“Blood marbles the sky”, you say quietly...
I peek at the evening sky, a dramatic red...
You complete me so
because I am nothing and...
I become a profligate writer in all matters of...
I'm compelled to start a religion, write all the...
last monday I read a story about a girl running...
and all night I worried about you taking off...
they’re suffocating,
the memories of us...
grief is a rusted faucet
i keep checking...
The cruelest is yet to come—you’re incapable...
is that too bold of me to claim...
an invasion of
loaded questions...
In that cafe I penned my poems
pinned a living butterfly of my heart...
I cram bits of the loneliness in letters—I...
stamp them, get dressed in a nice outfit, and make...
To love you—is to resign to a fate of...
you macerate all things in life to the point of it...
Please don’t gaze upon me with pitiful eyes,
loneliness is parallel to love—there are no...