where dreams gosome dreams slip in through cracked doors at night. nocturnal emissaries that lost their keys.Jan 13, 2024Jan 13, 2024
picking up the piecesthe wine glass met its demise with a bang and a tinkle. (terror and wonder, always holding hands.)Jan 9, 2024Jan 9, 2024
in the waitingthe weight of it is too much sometimes, reaching across that abyss to connect now and then —Jan 8, 2024Jan 8, 2024
rogueit is an unpopular thing to be a satiated cancer cell, to want less in a world that runs on the panting exhale of those chasing more.Jan 4, 2024Jan 4, 2024
the dawning dayit’s too bright and the air has teeth. i hesitate on the threshold of its maw. moments can be wonderful but days are rarely kind. just look…Jan 2, 20241Jan 2, 20241
sum of a partwhat a relief it would be to explode. to flee this filthy sinew of self,Oct 23, 2023Oct 23, 2023
