once we were the coast

(I wrote this piece in 2013 after a break up and then recited it at a venue in front of our mutual friends and acquaintances. If you want to take an event from super fun to awkward and uncomfortable in a nanosecond, I highly recommend reading sad personal poems). He has long eyelashes “Like a... Continue Reading →


I did not realize it was love. Languid August heat in October prolongs the blooms of spring. I had not known anything to blossom under swiftly darkening skies, not even on the bluest Autumn day. The winter rose, a myth. I did not realize it was not love curiously meandering through galleries. It was not... Continue Reading →

July 10th//July 25, 2010

People are a letdown. Why, just the other day, a friend said goodbye indefinitely as he sank into the ocean. He waved and said to come visit when I grew gills. (Never mind it’s taken me a millennium to grow wisdom teeth!) Yes, people and their promises – Let’s fly to Portland, let’s fly to... Continue Reading →

I am Jason//December 3, 2010

I am lost in the parking lot in a sea of glistening, cold machines. I am lost, surely drowning in my fears. My moral compass spins wildly; it sends me every which way. I do not know up from down, right from wrong! Then you part my sorrow, and I am grounded. I cling tight,... Continue Reading →

An Inconvenience

Clouds of thought tinged millennial pink but mine tainted red, red, red. Words reverberate ‘cross empty festooned rooms (each click, each clack, each flip, each flop, each crack – the whip! – upon rib cage) where splintered bone becomes sandy beach. Loneliness can be lived in, put up with. Loneliness can be constructed blue stone... Continue Reading →

An Overabundance of Complacency

"She needs someone to inspire her." I had a Muse but he faded from me how ghosts or lovers often do. Patronage acquires autonomy and ingenuity, and I despair the loss of works that loyalty will purchase. Prosaic and dull. "She needs someone to desire her." Our hands entwined as we walk, your ramblings disengage... Continue Reading →

Artemis Faces Orion

(This was the first piece I ever published, back when I was a college freshman. Needs some work, I won't lie, but shout out to Blooming in the Noise!) Borrow control, I wear it as my reason. Empathy and sympathy leave me naked, For I don power only. And why should I fold? Is there... Continue Reading →


Mewling, starry-eyed bride sweeps black rooks under the rug for her White Knight. Bodies amassed in the cellar, behind the furniture portend of distant tribulations. The babbling brook turned bitter and rust red. His song clangs, a new chord saws the air while bloodied linens are washed-dried-pressed-folded. Let no one say a housewife is not... Continue Reading →

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