I can scratchand I can clawbut what I ache foris no longer thereI cannot go backand I cannot stay here…
This piece is quite personal and so it’s been sitting in my notes app for a while. I feel just…
I am wearing your patience thinlike a sweater coming apart at the seamsyou watch as Ifrantically gather…
I knew you couldn’t save methat isn’t what I wantedjust your hand in minekept there like a…
Here’s a quick little piece I wrote that’s been kicking around my notes app for…
a poem
one time I asked the seaif it would bring you to meand it answered ‘no’
I think I like when it rainsand fog hugs the earthhow plants reanimatelike some…
she is a sunday morningwith a smile that could take on the sun and deep brown eyesones you can trust
you collect all the sillylittle knick knacks thatone could possibly find