He didn’t feel much anymore.

Not hunger. Not thirst.

Not the pull of sleep that used to cradle boys like him.

All he knew was the heat

of anger beneath his skin,

the slow rot of grief

settled deep in the bones.

But he wore a mask—

not to lie,

but to protect.

From himself.

From the wreckage he carried,

from the storm that begged to be let loose.

So he became

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You know what’s funny? I was never allowed to be angry. Not outside of my head, at least; the only place I could truly be free from you- except I wasn’t. You live there too. You live in the poems I read on stage, you live in boxes of our favorite candy, you live in the echoes of my mother’s voice, and most of all you live in my mirror. The one I look at because of you. The one that you shattered a...

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They came

from out of nowhere

this morning,

before I rose,

half alseep,

for some reason,

hazy memories

of my sixteen-year-old

or thereabouts self

swam through

my sleep-slow mind

and suddenly,

focused on his face,

I remembered

his wiry hair,

clear as a bell,

I remembered his face,

his angry, waspish

bespectacled face.

I hadn’t properl...

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not all that glistens is gold

it dawns on me as i feel my stomach fold

this story was written before it began 

it will repeat as long as it can

“i know you’ve been hurt”

you mentioned this while hurting me

but did you know i’ve been healed?

i took photos of people i thought i would always know

i laughed at stupid jokes i pretended to hate

i etched voices into my mind tha...

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i wait for you to be better

softer, like i know you can be

kindness slips through the cracks

but right when i see,

you stuff it back in like it was a dream

you wait for me to be worse

slip up, even the playing field you cursed

but i never sharpen my words

even when it’s deserved

in a few months, or years

when the last straw breaks my heart

i’ll break the sound barr...

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You were loved. It warms my heart to hear how people remember you. You had nothing but every person that ever crossed paths with you speak of your generosity. Your immense compassion burst from you never hesitating to share the little you had scraped together. I am proud to call you my brother. So beautifully remembered you may not have had anything worldly but you were rich beyond words. I'm humb...

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i want to work on myself

what kind of work do i need?

am i a car stranded in the middle of nowhere,

waiting until the mechanic comes, only to pass me by

am i an equation, frows burrowed in deep thought

an excuse for the mathematician to silently slip away

am i a philosophical question, everyone has a different opinion

that they will rarely ever voice, for when they do it echoe...

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do you see your reflection in a golden frame

untouched by the rust of the storm you created?

can you see it gathering dust as you avoid blame?

too scared to get your fingers dirty, you let your outline fade

unknown where the background ends and humanity enters

i can no longer recognize your face and its features

am i squinting hard enough for you?

do i need a microscope to not...

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memories light my heart to start again

warmth in my veins like medicine

i open the door, gaze at my collection

candles in every crevice and corner

my house is overrun with light

but i am warm

so i let it burn

candles on my nightstand flicker

as i dream of fire consuming me

and awake to see the light i kept too close

fell during slumber, catching every other glow

i...

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A soothing spectacle on screen:

A desertscape in lapsing time,

Where scenery - cactus, rocks, sand -

Never changes. The clocks tick on.

Though days flash by, time seems to freeze;

Sunrise repeats like gunfire.

Life seems eternal, unchanging,

The only obstacle being

Our usual human wear and tear.

Beyond, stormy seas of nonsense

Batter the crippled innocence

Of ...

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