originally written october 2023 as a kid, i used to write my mother poems / they had rhyme schemes and thanked her for things like / driving me to school so i didnt have… read more

if i twist my heart into a shape that will no longer be called a heart,  it’ll still hold love for you, you know? but i wish it won’t the next time i hear… read more

i stopped doing my dishes for eight days straight.  i look for it in everything and find it waiting for me every time.  i am stardust, i am wounded animal,  i am repeating myself… read more

the paint from the walls of my heart  are starting to flake off and fall like confetti  as if to celebrate the inevitable fact that you will leave once you know,  and so you… read more

you up? it is 11:27 pm. do you ever feel the enormity of the universe? feel small under a roof that could collapse anytime at the movement of what lies under? what if stars are just freckles… read more

you stand still in the kitchen. you pick your nails still, even though you know it’s a bad habit. pay attention!! i like how you look standing there, so i take pictures of you… read more

i haven’t been sleeping  but when i do  i don’t let myself sleep beneath the covers  because lately i’ve been getting tangled up in the blankets  and my mother worries i will choke myself … read more

i’m stuck in a snow globe        a never ending winter we are picturesque on the outside but i’m catching frostbite on my fingertips i am a decaf coffee you drink just to go about… read more

vulnerability is a forbidden language that sits  in my gritted teeth              and in the waterline of my eyes.  toes tightened to the ground           and nails to my palms.  the tears pricking at my… read more