Category: Poetry

  • You Say You Want A Resolution

    You Say You Want A Resolution

    There’s something about setting a goal at the start of the new year, in the dead of winter, that just has felt so false to me. I’ve always struggled with depression and anxiety. What is there to celebrate or look forward to when the emptiness of winter threatens to consume me? I don’t have pretty…

  • intrusive

    intrusive

    intrusive is not the same as impulsiveimpulsive implies a whim and intrusive implies a violence impulsive is more like I should smash my hand into this pile of flour while I’m bakingthe consequence is a mess intrusive is unwanted, like the crippling fear of never being good enoughthe consequence is feeling the will to live…

  • light me up

    light me up

    sometimes I feel the ghost of that last kisstwo young loves, clinging to the pasta temporary revival of a love that was already drainedno matter how hard your body pressed into minethere was no electricity to jolt us back to life just another set of dead batteries existing in a junk drawer

  • past music

    past music

    Sometimes I miss the songs you used to singI miss the words we used to speakThat sweetness of all that love between us I miss the softness of love when it was new and gentleWhen we would stay up into the early hours of the next dayTrading favorite colors and childhood war stories I miss…