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Buy Me a Coffee
I set up a creator page on Buy Me a Coffee page if anyone is interested in supporting my creative endeavors, which is mainly poetry for now. 🙂 I’m still working out the kinks of the page, as well as anything else I could offer besides my writing. Thank you all in advance for taking… Continue reading
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Tama Na (Enough Already)
Lower your gaze, I need headspace. More reactions spark rage with integrity. Only anger drives me like a typhoon. No more abandonment. Harvest & burn what shits on my tenderness. Boil their minds. Slice them into pieces from bread loaves, bake till browned. Scorch their brazen opinions underneath banana leaves, their bones chew toys for… Continue reading
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Fragments
Power, you seem to be dripping with resilience humans lost from you. From their mind, you’re lost in your decaying fantasy, jumping to conclusions worth reading to your lost Lenore. Those pages invite our spirit to awaken painful, philosophical, intimate moments one can only dream of writing, infiltrating our sparked sickness. Spirits leave echos of… Continue reading
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Whispers
I’m done telling disembodied voices the real peripheral way. When I felt weighed by the baby growing in me, she made room & was respectful, afraid. She began to talk. A lingering friend, a positive communicator flicking sleeping sand every second I reach for the pills. Electromagnetism weighs on my mattress, whispering like a corner… Continue reading
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Drafts
Drafts of poems sit stale in my Notes app, leaving me creatively frozen. I’m overdue to purge months and years of lines; they are not “finished” to me by any means, and I’m unsure if they will be. Starting with this one: Wellness PillsJunk predicaments? Or social goop? That’s what this course is about. Deliver… Continue reading
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On My Way To Nowhere
Lights fizzle gold. I have no destination. Pieces of me swizzle around in beer glasses, waiting to see hot messes pass by darkened windows. The floors hide buried Christmas messages left by poets, passenger mood swings hollering from down below. Hot toddy & biscuits glint behind frosted panes from the cafe across the street,texturing flat… Continue reading
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Impermanence
I closed the doors on pale lifetimes. Ferns favored the sunrays, Green vegetation common, lush.My choices attempted “trying” which failed. Political mistakes sparked haze from nearby clouds; it’s bright. Weaving messengers streaked through parallel timelines,the bees continuously crossing paths with me. Behind us, blue pockets of leaves gently flew away into another dimension. Here, there… Continue reading
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2 Poems on Datura Literary Journal
Two of my poems, ‘Beer Run’ and ‘I Dreamt of the Purge’, have been accepted in Datura Literary Journal. To read the entirety of the journal, you can do so here. Truly thankful to Editor Walter for accepting my work to be alongside other excellent writers. Continue reading
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