I love them still, or think I do, yet every breath beside them tastes like rust. Their voices scrape the quiet in my room, and something inside me beg...Read more

G “Go on,” the other voice says, easy, bright, like it’s smiling while it talks. I’m sitting on my bed again, light spilling in like it chose me. I ...Read more

Morning opens in leaf light, a thin green hush on the ground. I follow what keeps growing without asking why. Moss holds the memory of rain. Roots wr...Read more

Tomorrow is a habit Not a promise We say it like it signed something But it never did You could leave today Mid task Mid prayer Mid thought that you ...Read more

“You look tired.” Yeah…I haven’t slept right in weeks. Every time I close my eyes it’s the same picture playing again, same room,same darkness, same s...Read more

Fall The word itself feels like descent whisper an ending dressed in motion A soft collapse The surrender of stars Child do you feel it The hum bene...Read more

(for the heavy gear — for the thing that reaches and never meets) --- my chest wears iron like an apology: bolts of old shame, straps threaded wit...Read more

why now is this mercy or test? rehearsal? trick of timing? do you arrive because I am small enough to pick up, or because I am tired enough to stop re...Read more

why now why when I am a cliff's last breath, leaning, why when the blood of my small victories dries into dust, why when my teeth have learned to grin...Read more

I want to tell you but the words never come out right. They twist,they blur, and by the time they reach you I’m afraid they sound like nothing at ...Read more