* On this page I’ve placed words. Your first impulse is to fall in love with them as they are considered ‘poetry.’ They are...

She feels sick. Kneeling before the porcelain throne, She widens the space between mandible and maxilla And lets cuticles press into...

How would I like to sail across the ocean blue, one last time before my eyes shut. I never would’ve thought that I would ever set...

I saw strange things through my journey to get here. I went through mysterious places of twisted trees and smoke-filled flowers. ...

The boy in Venezuela, wiser than his years, learning to draw from the twisted skulls of his father’s tattoo parlor. His hope burns...

I want to write ‘this is mine’ in your skin. Stain it purple and red so it stands out. Sign it with the indentations of canines and...

You’re like the creeping frost that outlines my windows; Beautiful, tenuous, and undoubtedly cold. Statuesque limbs and broad shoulders,...

i want to be alone in every direction. the way i stand, eyes closed in the doorway, listening for the rain —            hesitantly; i...

Welcome to the land Of white picket fences Of home baked goods And good homey intentions Where actions don’t matter So long as “They...

I knew you were dangerous the moment I pulled up to your house, you nervously walking towards my car with a spliff in hand. You leaned in...