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Amelanchier arborea in the Red-Light district.

For this one, I had to insert a screenshot due to the format of the poem. I didn’t want it to be written differently.

Laguna

Ocean Avenue, 2am. Summer Drinking vodka from coke bottles, new moon. Hanging out laced shoes from the lifeguard stand. Dark water beyond beached kelp, drunk lovers. Socks dripping, my pants soaked with salt and sand. Our faceless shadows laugh. It echoes West, across the Pacific. Good memories recounted between lost friends. Planning futures, reunions likeContinue reading “Laguna”

Go Home

Spanish moss curtains drape over branches of old oak trees and bald cypress knees peek out of the silt by the bayou. Palm fronds frolic beneath the canopy as cicadas warn of darker days when the flood threatened to whisk them away. This is where I come to preen my feathers, to pull the ticksContinue reading “Go Home”

The Hitchhiker

He said He was leaving home. He said, “Father Sky has not been kind to me.” He said, “I do not send letters anymore, I forgot the address.” He kept seashells in His pockets but never answered the worried phone calls from Mother Ocean. He had a map but did not know how to readContinue reading “The Hitchhiker”

How to Make a Cup of Coffee

STEP ONE: Get the fuck out of bed. Smooth out the creases of your outline in the dirty upholstery. STEP TWO: Shake off the dust. Wring out your creaky bones. STEP THREE: Welcome the stickiness of the hardwood beneath your clammy feet. Remember how to move your muscles Again. STEP FOUR: Fill the water andContinue reading “How to Make a Cup of Coffee”

Short Poems

I’ve been trying to step out of my comfort zone by producing a mix of short and long poems. Just because it’s short doesn’t mean it’s bad. I need to get over it. Buried When my time comes, let nothing separate my rotting flesh from soil. Take what’s needed, bury the rest, and let meContinue reading “Short Poems”

hi welcome hello

I’ve been writing since second grade. Over my life I’ve filled so many journals with poetry, ideas, and unfinished stanzas. So I figure it’s about time I sat down and actually put a collection together. Here’s the thing though, I think everything I write is absolute sh*t. Please give me feedback, because maybe something IContinue reading “hi welcome hello”