Published Poems + Short Fiction

we tried to tell each other I’m afraid of this desire it gets worse every time I see you hopeful for what I wonder because your tongue...

I want to crack an egg on your ass, fix your chipped nail polish, read those poems you never finished, even the ones that aren’t about...

In a private room, a woman works tirelessly, altering damaged clothing. There are pants for a man who wants to hide scars, a vest for a...

I like the woman I met. She did not know I'd need everything packaged in familiar paper. I knew destiny had a margin of delusion but...

My saving grace makes all the difference because scars are what you contemplate. As I mentioned, the life and the pictures. Do not forget...

I gesture and you nod. I say pen and you say no, thank you . I want to talk but watch your edges crackle when I say company and soften...

Pick an hour of the day, either at the beginning or end, and write down that hour on a sheet of paper. This paper should be folded and...

FRAY You find something. You think of yourself as prepared but you never knew exactly what for until now. You realize it when you brush...

She says yes sometimes when she wants to say no but you hope that this isn't one of those times. It's cold outside and she has goose...

beginning here is a promise to breathe underwater where laughs emit bubbles break the surface; when you clasp hands and touch tongues...

Dear N~ There’s no news today. I’m telling you now for fear you might not read this ‘til later. I’d be none the wiser to missing...

From a street nearby, I wrote you letters. For months they were kept in a box near the door, stacked up and waiting. I wish I knew where...

A bird doesn't say you know that and I never told you. You must know by now. I have tried quiet smiles. I wish I told you but. You know...

Facts are facts and we see them on paper. When we turn the pages, we know it's the right thing to do. In the advertisement one handle of...

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There is a couch where you sit in the evening. It is covered in blue suede and a hiccup. It looks Victorian and feels safe. Your head...

The words are there for the taking. You handed them over yellow and awake so I might get to know you better. I gave you a series of...

She is covered in green and yellow patches, bruised from the weight of words. They emerge in fragments and phrases and cover her body....

You waved a degree well above her yard-stick, knowing how to connect dots sans yellow number two, as if you'd channeled her thoughts...

1. No accidents 2. No alcohol 3. No asking 4. No bonding 5. No commiserating 6. No details 7. No difference 8. No flexibility 9. No gifts...