Rain drowns scattered seedsof what I knew about love,burrowing through fiber and carbonto mix with oxygen that livedon its own, in each…
A (somewhat) poetic description of power sprung from pain
The skin around me loosensFallsinto pools around my ankles.Rough and thickened, I examine the burnedpatches by the…
Virgin numbness sparkles with the smooth complexity of your voice
Why do you sit so close to fire,your sandals flat on the gratesof the pit? I forget what you see
Cloudy days Hint of rainRolling thunder In my veins I feel alive On peaks too High to breatheLungfuls of effort…