Prey

You told me that a tiger’s stripes didn’t make him a tiger. It was his ability to hunt and the weaknesses of his prey that make him king. I have heard the word “fuck” come out of your mouth like it was beautiful and you wanted to savor it and roll it around before spitting … More Prey

The World

We lead ourselves Love ourselves and Etch artwork into our skin That is supposed to remind us of when we were happy But we don’t know ourselves In the pursuit of ourselves And we either believe in ourselves Or believe in something else. We look at ourselves with disgust but Tell everyone how we really … More The World

Painted Shadows

I have been living in the farthest corners of my imagination since before I would think to lay eyes or fingertips on you. I have stared at artwork that begs me to keep dreaming even though I have forgotten what the nip of cold air feels like four thousand miles away from my bed sheets … More Painted Shadows

Postpartum Anything

When I became pregnant with Wesley, I worried that I would potentially suffer from postpartum depression. I worried about this because I have spoken to therapists in the past who told me that yes, I do have anxiety, but yes, there are healthy ways to cope with it. When Wesley was born, I was over … More Postpartum Anything

Little Things.

I see you in the little voids I will never be able to fill. Everything screams you were wrongbut so was I and I want so badly to forget who we were and forget that clocks exist. I feel you in between the moments of resting and wakingbut there are things I will never tell … More Little Things.

Sister Devil

I watched you out of the corner of my eye Slipping poison down your throat Scratching lies into the walls of our parents’ house Until our Mother fell broken and my Father’s heart skipped one more time than he could take. I saw you smile at yourself and the destruction that lie before you And … More Sister Devil