Posts
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written in noise
i don’t seem to write much anymore.
Maybe it's because at one point the music got turned up real loud,
didn’t like the thoughts in my head,
the noise of the world.
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Strength
One day, I want to be as strong as my shadow;
waking up, running,
falling asleep, dreaming.
Made from muscled arms and soft angles.
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Truth Telling
We manifest our fear in our hands, as physical things; sometimes it pricks at our skin and leaves marks, sometimes it results in stiff fingers, cracking from a stiffened clench.
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Cold Mornings
Awakening to days whose foggy mornings
bow to the dark hoofs of the midnight horse.
Covering myself in thick blankets, attempting to
divert the cold that
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Quick on the Draw
You
love me
fast, miss me
faster, I ran to
you, now running away takes
much longer. To get to you
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Loves
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Late Night Thoughts
I'm lost in little infinities,
in stars that multiply the longer I look.
I lose count of what's real and what's not,
unsure when the endless stream of numbers concludes,
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Fall In
Past the burning day,
at bedtime when I shrug off sleep,
when I've got school the next morning, and I shouldn't be here,
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Yellow Chucks and Colorful Bracelets
I feel like I’m losing
Who I am;
I feel like she’s slipping away from me, one
Comment at a time, one
Heartless joke, one
Unmeant,
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11/1
Tears are cakey. They're extreme. Maybe that's why nobody wants to see them. It feels like you're seeing somebody nude. Can I tell you what I love? I don't know. I don't know. I don't know.
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on endings
and—
time
(itsoveritsoveritsoveritsover)
stops.there
are
tears
in
your
eyes,
mascara
smeared -
Stopped
My mom says I have a strange way
Of connecting deeply with everyone
And it’s hard to say goodbye
This time
I knew the goodbye was coming
So I could leave one morning with peace in my mind
But you