Poetry December 14, 2018 Water’s Glow A faint song sounds a little away a man walks by and starts to say,…
Poetry December 7, 2018 Darkness Dancing Down Darkness Dancing Down Follow the beaten road Where flickering street lights line the way There…
Poetry December 7, 2018 Machine I am a machine. The gears turn, oiled and ready The chips hum, my mind…
Poetry May 22, 2018 Dashing and Cool You may write or say whatever you please about me. Use any profanity in your…
Poetry May 22, 2018 The Paradox Of Loss How can something that’s gone weigh you down so much? They say energy is neither…
Poetry May 17, 2018 A Conversation: Explaining the Patriarchy to a ‘Mansplainer’ … well. I’d like to get a word in edgewise. … but i’m afraid it…
Poetry May 16, 2018 Patriot I’ve never been much of a patriot; or particularly nationalistic for that matter. My hand…
Lit Mag January 31, 2018 the volcanic belt of Vesuvius she floats in a stagnant river of gasoline the holy hour trains less frequent breaths…
Lit Mag December 12, 2017 she is not watching everything is slow tiptoeing around myself (the tea steeps the dog sighs the floor groans…
Lit Mag December 6, 2017 We Are Not Your Fragile Statues girls don’t have iron in their veins iron rusts with change we do not girls…
