The Dream Verse

You called yourself a “friend.” then proceeded to trample over our house pee in the parlor rip down the curtains toss paintings off the…

Is it because we are scared that we’re not any good?

I don’t remember how it got so bad

How running keeps me sane

Reflecting on the benefits of solitude.

When anxiety won’t let me sleep

You look at me like an eye doctor Straight into my eyes,  finding fault in my flecks,  the inconsistencies of my corneas, and I struggle…

Poetry in the time of quarantine

I genuinely do not know And even though the answer never comes  I still ask myself the same God-damn question  Everyday Without fail  Am I…