Poems

I buried you. Destroyed you. Why are you here?

I grace grandeur with my presence As I wake up to take my antidepressants This just might be a good day

Disentangle from it Stop crying mid soliloquy There’s work to be done Playing with plastic grass and day drinking I don’t want to rhyme anymore There was so much left …

Euphoria is pulling on a binder and a crew neck t-shirt baggy jeans and hoodies dark crystal necklaces and kandi bracelets faded and broken-in black converse that show off funky …

Three knocks against the rose kissed wood coffin three feet beneath the ice and snow tinted sea. The last of the corner’s well wishes blew away on this hollow December …

I’m reminded of you whenever it rains.

I consume stories to escape. To not be consumed by the shadows. To stop myself from constantly reacting. To keep from destroying myself. I consume stories to escape. To keep …