Poetry & Prose

16 May

Stay With Me

My chest feels heavy
as I lay vulnerable
in a …

14 April

I know where we meet,
beneath pink moons
and burning …

27 March

He’d lifted my thoughts like fingerprints from a crime scene.…

17 January

I fall between
and beneath
the swollen layers
of me.…

05 January

Your pull whispered in feathered ink.
Soaring through pieces once …

24 December

He was anything but my type,
with his cigarettes and …

29 November

There was no moment that the jagged pieces felt good …