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April 14, 2019

I would write an obituary for the four word infection called hope,
parasitic at its prime and poisonous at its primitive,
if I believed that ink stained fingertips could craft an antidote.
I stay up waiting by the phone to hear the empty drone of the line,
I paint my n...

March 28, 2018

No matter time nor place,

There are some things that you should know

If I pass, just in case.

I tell you - do not grieve,

I know that it may suck

And as if I wanted to leave,

You dress me in a tux.

Can you keep me in mind?

Because I think you’ve won,

For all the friends I’ve le...

March 12, 2018

I believe that everyone needs an emergency supply of music when they’re feeling certain emotions (hence why I have 700+ song playlists for different vibes). Here are some top album picks for when you’re feeling happy, sad, anxious, hype, or a little bit funky!

Albums fo...

March 2, 2018

Removing your pictures
from the poster boards hanging on my wall
wasn't difficult
learning that I can extract
the guilt, the sad cities
I cried over and carried with me all these years
wasn't impossible
trying to empty
all of the tired from my bones
the hunger from...

February 27, 2018

Staring back at me

is a woman I no longer recognize.

We share the same deep set brown eyes,

hers filled with unbridled hope,

while mine hold a weariness with life

that she has yet to experience.

Her face, lit with a smile so bright dimples pop in her healthy, glowing cheeks,


February 27, 2018

I started off like Miss Sunshine in a pretty party dress, my heart a bright red and blue ‘Open’ sign for the motel on that dark roadside where most accidents happen. With a smile, I would give beds away in exchange for good company. Caveat Venditor. My hourglass guests...

February 5, 2018

Humble small speck of green utopia

From the surface seemingly motionless

Yet full of life, cilia beat ceaseless

Paradise to the paramecia

Translucent tendrils flow, pseudopodia

Amoeba disturbing the peace. Restless

Flowing like a river alive, seamless

Trapping countless clust...

January 27, 2018

     I am going to take some time to tell you a story that all of you are familiar with.

            Once upon a time, there was a tortoise and a hare. The tortoise, needless to say, was very slow, while the hare was quite fast. One day, the tortoise and the h...

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