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

i was nine  when i had my first migraine  but i sometimes feel its pain above my left eyebrow when i squint  and it hurts like my father’s rage and my mother’s grief.  the… read more

i dream of the city: big flashing lights, skyscraping wonders.  the stars not lit here, nothing to guide me home.  do you get lost often? when your feet hit the concrete, where do you… read more