When I send off towards the side of your ear an earnest,
is that what you’ve brought? and you position yourself to better
figure out your answer, I don’t come and say, hi, are you
okay? so you do the come part while I still don’t say it—
Voice
Little pieces of you in my veins, like shards.
You say, you got me wrong,
and I say, ah, honey, that’s not you, that’s me,
is it my fault,
thrill
Decision letter erasure poem after Burnings Magazine
(original publisher of “Voice” and “sometimes when lydia wants to answer a question, she”
Sunset
I hold onto your hope—
Read More »Ember
Some gorgeousness, all the wrong
colors—bright red
in this black & gray, white &
brown, all the light reflecting. I’m
Ember / is / in
decision letter erasure after Delicate Emissions Poetry Zine & EIC Dusti RW Levy (Ember & Sunset in the May 2025 issue)
Read More »And I Lean
Until the credits roll, while an upholstered arm
and a floor that’s lava are all that separates
a heart beating into futon from
a breath accelerating over sofa,
Espionage
I’d always swing my leg, duck my head,
and weight my balance sideways,
maneuvering through barriers
that I would have called an alarm system
Starboard
first published in Suburban Witchcraft Magazine
Read More »sclera
two pupils,
in and out
Alphabet Ravine 