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  • summer is here again,I am still in the same apartment the heat reminds me of when you cameand when you drove away this feeling of warmth makes my heart stuffyand my body, sometimes there’s no escapefrom you and all that you left me with

  • Journal Signs

    Journal Signs

    I read your journal in the middle of the night I couldn’t sleep but you were dreaming, a beautiful sight I opened the cover and started to read sometimes words written are flowers and ones spoken are weeds my eyes moved quickly devouring every page some full of wonder some full of rage I left…

  • skating in the rain

    skating in the rain

    I lay here in the sand the absence of you so prominent in my hand and wonder what it feels like to be loved if it’s as simple as a salmon rub a mama bear protecting her cubs like peace doves or more complicated like these tiny grains what’s firing in our brains skating in…

  • to explore

    to explore

    if I traveled the mountains that make up your heart do you think you would you feel my foot upon the moss that grows in your left ventricle would it be okay if I couldn’t resist plucking a bunch of lilacs while hiking your aorta or caused some rocks to fall traversing your right atrium?…

  • going

    going

    can’t sleep food on the table is just something I need to eat I walk looking down at my feet and wait for the day I stumble upon myself

  • tonic and gin

    gin and tonic tonic and gin my mother drinks tonic and gin gin and tonic tonic and gin I cannot remember the state I was in I cannot remember the state I was in my mother drinks tonic and gin gin and tonic tonic and gin forgive me mother for I have sinned forgive me…

  • moments

    moments

    with wet moss like in Washington with snow that sparkles in Utah with sea foam that twinkles on a beach in Oregon I cannot help but believe in a little magic. I used to think it was all fairies maybe sometimes I still think that nature has just always seemed like magic to me. I’ve…

  • untitled

    I sing and sing music for you somewhere out there you love, melancholy love of my memory when the rays of sunrise caress my cheek and the day is like a flower that slowly blooms you love, melancholy love of my memory hands rough of my soft skin love touches me touches me when the…

  • this deep

    it has become noon on a wednesday the rays of the sun lap quietly at his windowsill, they stretch out to the bed to bring me back but no light can reach me this deep now even when I leave he will stay with me like sand between my breasts and salt in my hair

  • addictions

    addictions

    bahía de banderas, nayarit, mexico