Notes On Descending
It starts upon waking: something about the light, maybe—its hue, its weight—beckons me to climb, and while I’ve become quite … Continue Reading Notes On Descending
A Letter To The Lost
I just want you to know that I love you.
Love Letters, No. 26
I AM NIGHT and dusk is never ending. Probe the dark and prove my worth. Step blind into oblivion, summon … Continue Reading Love Letters, No. 26
Disassembled
I fell apart on the subway this week. It was a dreadful scene, really. Parts of me went everywhere, Scattering … Continue Reading Disassembled
Bloom, Sweet Azalea
Take refuge in the shade, But don’t let it pale you, Find safety from the scorch Of life, the pressure … Continue Reading Bloom, Sweet Azalea
Reaching For Repose
My bones ache and sag, Worn from years of working In heavy bluegrass autumn air, Destitute of care, of love, … Continue Reading Reaching For Repose
Love Letters, No. 41
I am terrified. Daylight seeps and settles, leaving nothing to the imagination. My covers are cold and damp, clinging to … Continue Reading Love Letters, No. 41
Box
Catch my scattered thoughts Save them all inside the box That I keep underneath My bed, where I don’t sleep. … Continue Reading Box
I Am A Thief
Ghost be damned, I’m living. I’m living and loving it, and every day it gets easier to push the ghost … Continue Reading I Am A Thief
Empty Street
Standing alone On a dark, empty street Either I’ve gone insane Or I’m sleeping so sweet For, there’s no other … Continue Reading Empty Street
Birth of an Ember
My ghost is waning, these days. There’s a flicker of hope, somewhere inside, and it’s fighting to find oxygen. It’s … Continue Reading Birth of an Ember