I love you with
all the relaxation
in my shoulders
as your lats
Tag: intimacy
Smog
Lock your irises up and to the right,
summoning mine. Let your side stand square,
your hips too scared. Stare these pupils,
sheltered by my arched brows, down. I can barely see
you through your eyes’ fear. But I know better than
to call such your name, bold challenger, chasing the guards
from the gate of your soul, welcoming my power to
assume your worth, envisioning yourself to be embracing my heart-
heart you shrouded, mistook for my mere humanity.
Wolf
I gaze at her
with my blue eyes singing
everything
I’ve never thought.
My eyes are inhaling,
and how they manageRead More »
The Tag-Along
The thing about having your house burn down
in the 2K’s as a teenager
is you totally lack control. I
know; I can tell.
Because I’ve tried to find clothes
that were cute, clean, and matching,
and warm preferably,
in time to escape the fire
that’s interrupted my shower
with brisk November air.
Yes, the thing about having your house burn downRead More »
vulnerability (A Fingertips Poem)
this paper’s my bed
this ink is my blood
these words are my heart
my heart
my heart
these lines are my efforts
these scratches my motives
these scribbles my wants hopes
erasers
crumples
this placing
rewordingRead More »
Alphabet Ravine 