My hands emerge from the shallows I see my fingers as if attached to someone else They stretch outward and…
It is often that we may feel far awayStranded on the islands of confusionFeeling as though no one understandsThe struggles…
Perhaps you were promisedLike rain in a monsoonRaising my hands to the skyExpecting the storm to followPerhaps it was the…
loneliness what a contradictory thingto wake up to an empty bedto sit across airto say nothing, allowing for your tongue to numbas it…
The scholar on the car radio is an eloquent preacher;Impressive how he delivers and drivesYour heart to emulate the sublime…
Dear descended soul, I tell you,—Do not hate the soil.Plant of the seedThe doing of the deedDoes not mean death…
As our baggage becomes heavierAnd our hearts hardenWe begin to swivel into darknessWe transform into bodies with lifeless soulsOur eyes…
