The world outside is inaccessible to her-
index cards plastered onto skin with...

Have I fogged up my spectacles too often,
not clearly focusing on what I must do...

Am I but a taste to be savored?
A cacao seed that must be...

It's the kind of day where building
forts, writing novels, and learning...

The fryer is on,
set to 350 degrees after scrutinizing...

Last night, I gave into sins until
they chased me past thickets...

Goosebumps sneak
on bare skin, as I feel...

Is there anything in me that is desirable?
Do I convey softness or are my approaches...

Everyone spits out your name or tries
to impress with animated metaphors...

I held a moonless night in my palms,
a night without parents, without care...

You are the grimy pavements of Venice,
a city I would never retreat to if my heart...

Dear Secret,
I won't let you consume me. I will voice you to...