The End is Nigh

I stood among thievesAnd asked onlyThat they leave my heartFor the sake of catharsisAnd it seemed that partingWith such a vital thingWould surely be the end of meA bonafide calamity, in factIt was the only organic artifactThat had earned its keepIts meaning too steepTo bargain, forIts absence too deepTo surface, fromI’d somehow become a beeOn […]

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Dulce Periculum

— To the ghosts who float My hearts planchetteIn a game of alphabetTurned turned Russian rouletteTo the esteemed unseenEternally unnerving meDearest spirits, please refrainYou keep proclaiming All the wrong namesKindly find the – G O O D B Y E –Before I dieOr… Is that what you’re hoping for?Phantoms, answer meIs this the reason for […]

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Within | The Art of Letting Go

A few simple, universal truths: Love and let love. Live and let live. But if it becomes. Live and let die? For love? You leave and let go. With love. Because living. Should never feel hopeless. And loving. Should never feel helpless. Because living. And loving. Should never involve. Watching someone drown. Love is both. A […]

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The Faux is my Foe

I wander the wreckage aimless In my pointless annoyance I traverse, I glance, I coalesce Beneath a sky plotted meticulously In a cemetery of stars and power lines I retrace the path, I count the miles I stand before a door that I abhor Pouring my fool heart out It guards the de facto of […]

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When the siren sounded they woke

This…. song. Sigh. This track deluges me with so many complex emotions. It possesses such an incredibly romantic undercurrent buried somewhere in the sweeping, melancholic rifts. I am particularly enamored with the way he intonates many of the lines. It’s gentle but so evocative at the same time. At times haunting. But still so beautiful. I found […]

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si lourd | être parti

  Oh, silly love Coming here When I said, “Go” Weigh me down, oh, love Weigh me down, oh, love So heavy I fell through the earth.  

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a love that had no end // too good

October 2nd, 2017 was the last text. 4:39 a.m. Eastern Standard Time. — “you awake?” — I stayed up late just in case you needed me. I missed the message by mere minutes. Your mother would be boarding a plane in the morning. She missed you by mere hours. I’ll never understand why. There’s supposed […]

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What says the heart

What says the heart betrayed? Does it count aloud the hours with resign? Does it curse the astrological malign? Like some kind of pulmonary Gemini Mercury in self destructive retrograde What says the heart scorned? Does it wax poetic like a thorn-ribbed Edgar? Does it quoth the Raven, “only this and never more”? Like some kind […]

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tale of a tributary heart

the grieving heart on my pale sleeve with it’s black veil and cameo locket obscuring it’s delicate elegies pinned with sprigs of sage recollections faintly billowing like bittersweet incense it’s ashes enshrined lovingly in poetry a dainty rosary  clutched to breast each glass bead, an ode to the deep, velvet pain framed in the futility of mourning – a. […]

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in that moment

  in that moment the song was a string quartet rendition of ‘you’ve got the love’ we stood on stained wood a cliffside deck constructed methodically around  the amorphous trunks of elderly pine its foundations seemed to delight  in defying the heights levitating over an enormous gorge as did we gazing off in every direction  […]

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sans voix

Hélas silence, sweet silence! The stars exalt thee in stifled song To whom shall I be beholden For this fortuitous sojourn? ‘Tis an empyrean rendezvous Greatly overdue with thee Dame de supériorité! Come forth with thy quaint scorn Inherit not the chapel shadows If it so pleases thee Reveal thy wordless sabotage Ambassadeur du vide! Saint of synchronicity […]

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a lesson in forgiveness

I forgive you, darling. I forgive you, in spite of. I forgive you, for all of it. I forgive you, for the arrogance. I forgive you, for your cowardice. I forgive you, for the emptiness. I forgive you, for your two handsome faces. I forgive you, for the ugliness behind them. I forgive you, for […]

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singing in the pain

i sang a song, tonight i sang a song and felt the words i felt the words in the sweetest in the saddest places i sang a song, tonight i sang a song and my mouth wrapped ’round each refrain diction emphatic in lieu of kissing you i sang a song, tonight i sang a […]

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love notes to ghosts

it started subconsciously waxing poetic to the dearly departed imploring return a posthumous pardon my kaleidoscope heart beckons a beloved once a lustrous art nouveau peridot severed arc’s of molten gold inevitably darkened without him fractured panes of caustic black glass sterling asunder beveled imperfections bereft of tenderness fleeting glimpses of his reflection the sweet […]

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past tense

she mattered in moments, in afterthoughts and orgasms she mattered in battles, in breakdowns and fits of boredom she mattered in winters, in lunacy and self imposed ire she mattered in mistakes, in theories and intensities she mattered in trials, in drunken smiles and demises she mattered in backgrounds, in postponed requitals she mattered in […]

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these words

these words these are the words stillborn but lingering on a broken bough they hum themselves to sleep brutal little lullabies such self sufficient infants swaddled in vulnerability in the abandoned nursery of my memories   these words these are the words confined like muddy tides in the dark canyons of my eyes churning to […]

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pole dancing for poltergeists

in a haunted house i reside a sanctuary for the seances midnight conducted for you the futile rituals of a prolific poetess incense smoldering graveyard hymnals prayers for apparition north – west – east – south four corners calling and your stubborn spirit refusing to appear despite my desire for conjuring “you said you’d come back […]

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garland’s in a girl

  california poppies blooming in precious glass triangles an inner sanctum terrarium my heart’s secret garden cradled tenderly beneath crystal vessel reflections naked buds of opium lackadaisical anemone and sprigs of crepe myrtle garland’s in a girl bend toward the sun and daydream of desert horizon’s lulled to sleep by the buzzing wings of honey […]

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the residency of sorrow

the residency of sorrow an unwanted housewarming guests separated by six degrees brought together to gaze down a six foot depth dressed in johnny cash funeral black bearing gifts of cala lillies and casseroles they mill in the peripheral the tendrils of a weeping willow framing the hollow a beautiful kind of heart break an aching in the […]

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a morning just like any other morning

February. I awoke on a morning just like any other morning. It was a week day. It was humid and overcast outside. It was absolutely unremarkable. My two year old daughter had climbed into my bed sometime around 4 a.m. I eased out of slumber and gained a gradual cognizance of my dimly lit bedroom. […]

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