A Poem — All the love notes sitting in the corner are just a byproduct of good writing and not wanting the best to really go out because we both know where it will end I am the crumpled paper next to the bin contorting myself like my twisted feelings and allowing my sheet to…

A Poem — It’s hard to drown without water but I seem to be trying my hardest to submerge my body under a sea of miscalculations and false hope Sometimes I’d rather float instead because drowning sounds so dire and then another email comes in and I know where the water is It’s…

A Micropoem — I bought myself a weighted blanket to ease my anxiety until I realized that it was all coming from this relationship and hiding under 25 pounds was only compressing my heart and making me less aware of what was holding me down If you liked this, you might this as…

A Poem — This version of purgatory is like waiting for a bus to come without knowing the schedule so each time a large vehicle rounds that corner and turns you start to think that it’s here only to realize it’s just a van and you have to sit back down on the ad-filled, rain-soaked bench until another one does the same…

A Poem — I know you understand the feeling of taking one step forward and then two steps back and you wonder what all this walking was really for anyway Are we in a circuitous loop where no matter how many good steps we take, we will still turn the corner and find another downtrodden pair of…

A Poem — My thoughts are a wasteland endlessly trapping me inside of them hoping that they bear value but ending in a dedicated spiral of self-analysis and hard loathing I watch the land crumble before me because I stepped on the edge and caused an avalanche to run down and through the nearest town making me…

A Poem — The fog is lifting from my eyes and opening up a new world that looks oddly like the old one but seemingly more hopeful I think I allowed the fog to remain so my vision would be clouded until I was really ready to step out and see the sun again…

A Poem — Gone are the days of regret when I sat idly by and let time slip to give myself solace from thoughts that overwhelmed me because of so many singular things outside of my modicum of control Gone are the expectations that others wrapped around me in order to keep me still when all…