I don’t owe you anything though there are moments when I feel that I still do owe some sort of penance weighty and tight in my chest owe it to a memory that may or may not have ever been real cuz I can’t be certain anymore of anything I can recall as it’s all tangled/distorted... Continue Reading →


I feel fine for right now under this red-tinged half a moon waiting to go have a drink but I’ve got a sense of foreordaining and its creep-seeping into my body slow dancing within my blood and teasing my brain matter a troublesome nag of desire haunting my step some nights a few more than... Continue Reading →


Beg your pardon I left before dawn basking in the freshly lit world and filling spent lungs with the air of sudden leeway I can want it to be but there’s little left to be done You can wish it to be but there’s nothing more to say Beg your pardon Feelings don’t wash clean... Continue Reading →


I lay myself like harvested wheat over and over again before men hungry for reaping, and every time I remain stiff and sullen under their graceless hands, their base maneuverings leaving me dulled when once I was afire with possibility. Is this how it is to be loved?


We skated glided on the surface of extreme emotion playing at passion for the sake of the other’s feelings touching with something like love but mostly only lust and a lark Sure we had some honest affection for one another but that was the farthest the deepest either of us could manage It was more... Continue Reading →


To lay it all bare what once appeared so complicated but was in actuality quite simple I loved you adored you venerated you mythologized you beyond anything you could have possibly achieved anything anyone could possibly achieve so that you shined on a plain of existence no human being had ever could ever have scaled... Continue Reading →


It’s not as if I didn’t try near the end you would say things over and over again feigning at patience and care but somewhere inside I could feel the lack of true emotion there and I forgot to really listen because I have always been bad with recall and you would grow frustrated with my... Continue Reading →


You could have been quiet as dawn but I would have heard you regardless to me, you were louder than god and far more seductive in nature the lines and shapes you formed  howling like a squall for only me to hear I heard you I hear you


It was something every time — you tossed me onto the stairs leading up to my apartment and had me coming within seconds my legs wrapped around your neck fingers scrapping through your hair nails in your tender scalp your face between my thighs I knew there was a reason I had worn a skirt... Continue Reading →

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