Poetry

Everyone says I run from my problems, because after every breakup, I book a trip and create distance I’m not running. I’m reintroducing...

Time shrinks in the grip of monotony, stretches wide in the hands of joy. Look back you don’t remember dates, you remember what made them...

The girl that smiled at me in the coffee shop, I'd imagine you went home and wrote a poem that sounded a lot like this . Damn, baby —...

You’ve given all of yourself again. To what this time? A job? A person? Now you’re left searching for your pieces The parts of you you...

Feels so foreign, As if I should’ve asked for permission. We stay in jobs too long, they’re what we know. We grip tight to fading love,...

It’s supposed to feel good to forgive others But the words I forgive you bounce around my mouth like a razor blade It’s hard to get out ...

I left the city  To give my ears a break I went deep into the woods Where nothing made a peep But then My heart sang Or maybe cried My...

Mercelles was a humble custodian. Quiet hands. Soft steps. A soul stitched with pride. He polished the floors like they were...

I like to ask If you could have a superpower What would it be? Answers always come quick: Super Speed Super Strength Power of Flight Mind...

Your fur spikes With fury Like soldiers rising to meet the call of war Your muzzle quivers with hope, flickering in the stillness, That...

I shift my head up Sharpen my eyesight Search through the sprawling night sky Speckled with stars Until I get to one My favorite one,...

My girlfriend left this week. Just as I left my job I’m single and unemployed this should be the part where I break, where the weight...

I tell you to focus on this Instead of focus on that I tell you to focus on one thing Instead you focus on many I tell you to focus many...

My whole life I’ve dreamed of a trip around the world  The itinerary looked like Dancing at  El Carnival in Brazil Beat my chest with the...

I’ve been told I’m hard to wake up next to A storm wrapped in sheets, bursting from dreams like a prizefighter, punching the air with...