pack my bags
Quarter horse like I’m running a race Blinders on until my lungs shake and break Eyes locked or freeze…
blue July
nothing quiet like snow free falling from the sky matter meeting pavement like a feather soft lie
u don’t know ur the villain
You wanted to paint me bad but these horns were cast from your shadow. Dangerous, & there I was…
escargot in the sewer
**Published in New Words Press Literary Mag, 2023 grabbed for scraps of attention like they were a delicacy nibbled…
Knives over Flowers
you live between atriums split somewhere I don’t hate you I don’t love you either I wish you well…
I can’t be your mother, you are mine
water too cold, biscuit too sweet tea won’t work I can’t drink or eat my stomach shrinks but grows…
Open up, pour the gas, strike the match
Remember the big blue pills you would set on my tongue? Make me open up so you could inspect…
Grief as mass
I cried, I exhaled air moved slow it had viscous I weighed less it floated away My dad sat…
Murder in Stockholm
I dreamt his wickedness dead- no one knew until I solved the mystery of where when how and then…
Let me get you some water
**Published in Inbetween Literary Journal, Winter 2021 Take it easy on yourself Isn’t that what I’m here for, doc-…
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