Maybe I love her more.Then again, maybe she loves me more. To her, love is a test.I know I’ve missedmy share of answers. I looked…
Poet & Storyteller
Maybe I love her more.Then again, maybe she loves me more. To her, love is a test.I know I’ve missedmy share of answers. I looked…
Underneath the umbrella,a room was filleda girl, a boy. Underneath the umbrella,a home became mobile:white & blue stripe. Underneath the umbrella,the rain fell upward,finding a…
I wrote Hiroshima when I was much younger. While writing it I didn’t understand the risk of using certain metaphors. This poem definitely isn’t romanticizing…
While the world is asleep,I lie awake in a dream that feels realbecause I am with you. They’ll lie still, and we won’t disturb them.It’s…
In the center of my heart,she planted a tree.Happinessa branch I’d soon know. The leaves sprouting in full,with no limitation to height.The roots carry the…
She was like a banana.The best part of her was on the inside.The amount of insulin I’d needtrying to devour her wholeGod knows how much…
I’ve never had anyone lookat me the way that you do.The first time I saw it,I tried to catch itbut missed. Much like a shooting…
Meeting you gave me the permissionI sought in myself.To get out & explorein a sense that it feels like home. Being with you, the best…