Poem: Modern Dating

fracturing identities through dating apps

Poem: NYC in Darkness

how does it feel when the city that never sleeps finally says goodnight?

Day 8 of Escapril — A Love Poem

Spring in the city is flowers blooming

I am Inspired.

By the beauty that lies within, I find memories. thoughts of presents yet to be, and

Two P.M. Man

two pm man, catch me if you can!

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you warned me the best was yet to come

did you mean me, or another?

The Sound of Heartbreak

niggling threats of desperation

pricking holes in my sleeve

declawing nails, that

once scraped tunnels

leading from one son’s skin

DAY 12 — Escapril: Spring Cleaning

day twenty three:

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Journal Entry — 2017

catching milliseconds of minute long dreams

Where Do I Go?

where do i go when i no longer find home