"what are you"
the cracks of sidewalk slabs / mimic wrecks in my phone screen / i like to think / my level of destruction is cosmic
Night Sky
And he is drunk in fear: this lover of mine. / He thinks the night sky will fall on his head. / And I am sober enough to remind him / Of the heaven that is above the sky.
Grim Ever After
Peter Pan’s got a warrant / Since the Lost Boys told their parents / Something’s rotten in Neverland.
Together
Hope is the unity of you and / This soul. Prevailing in the whole universe
EMPTY SPACE FOR A FRIEND
Somewhere you could stay for a little while, / between destinations, wherever you were / actually trying to be: school, another friend’s house, / a lover’s adventure, a classmate’s group project
SHE WAS LOST IN THE LABYRINTH AND I WANTED TO BE HER
what will love do to me? do you ask yourself at night what this madness has done to change you, knowing that this could change everything?
of feelings that feel like home
we hold on to fragments of the past as if they are intertwined with / every piece of us. as if they are frozen in the air we breathe and / the words we write.
Delinquent Crisis
i'm the ripe age of eighteen / but it feels like i've wasted my whole life / it started when i was seven / and i began to question if i was going to heaven
Alternate Universe Where I Got What I Wanted
Against a fogging mirror, I exhale, the dream sliding down the sink drain like syrup, heady enough to wake me.
A Greek Chronicle
But before my helpless eyes, they turn into a labyrinth with treacherous twists and turns which offer no escape, no reprieve.
Memories of Youth
But all I remember is you and me from the lost postcard album / Blissful and happy, together with ice cream under the bright blue summer sky / At sixteen we dream first love, confusing passion and ambition lost in nature’s wildfire
Where is Your Orange Laughter?
I return to you often, in daydreams or staring into empty space. / If I gaze at one spot long enough, the fraying outline of your form returns for just one moment.
Seventeen
i pretended i knew how to dance, pretended that to dance was to sway beatlessly on my roof after midnight, seen only by the night sky and the catholic church.
Ave Maria
Ages of the sweetened chorus / Bound to the earth by the heavenly right / to bring blood to the soil and let the ground grow.
My Grandfather, the Sailor
Remember the body is simply a vessel / Like a boat that will always / Find its way home
Some Vandalisms
walking along the lakefront, we found a language we both could speak / of women and drugs and slow sticky summers.
Jay and Daisy
Before Venus / Takes you back / Leave me / In the stars / If you must
First Love
more than experimentation; irrevocable in the best of ways; flawless in its intricacy; it is everything in that moment & impossible not to be filled up by the memory
Overheard at Costco
I know this is pandering but, / Appalachia has been peeing on the floor every single day for a week. / Who the fuck gonna put up with that?
ekphrasis of the ocean, lapping at our penultimate summer
us veterans / of adolescence, we know lies. we know pretense when we see it, '/ soft lard forgetting itself off a carcass off white gold skeletons of memory.