A breakup poem, circa 2016

I’m already packing up parts of myself for you to put away. I knew it would be easier this way, for both of us. Less mess left lying around for others to see or step on. Less for you to do to make sure there’s no trace of me. I am tired. So tired of... Continue Reading →


These secrets too heavy to bury or keep

These secrets are heavy. Heavy enough to sink without the fear of them coming up again. Heavy enough to sink with.

I love the bones of you

She loves all the hells out of me. I’ve traded my dark hells for her hands, my heartache for her skin. She is my dungeon dragon queen. She loves the bones of me. I am the skeleton in the closet with doors pulled closed. She is the light through the cracks pushing in. She loves... Continue Reading →

I promise only me

I promise to give you all my paper cranes and never to fly away. I promise to fold my hands around all your creases and spaces of skin printed with goosebumps when I touch you there. I promise you only true stories of death and glory and titles that make your spine tingle. I promise... Continue Reading →


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