a poem it’s like butterflies, right? but, like, if butterflies had hooves or elephant’s feet I feel silly when a text gets me euphoric in the thumbs, my arms waving mentally, a small victory, when the thought of him makes me masturbate like, at least four times today maybe I…

a poem about destruction and Leonard Cohen C. A minor. C. Crushed. We’ve all been crushed by two hundred miles per hour wind, tornado. Hallelujah. A minor. F. G. strum to the noise of three schools falling. Two dozen children missing. Movie theater burning. Brick homes collapsing. Hallelujah. C. G…

a poem — Trigger warning: The following contains depictions of suicide and may be distressing for some individuals. If you or someone you know is hurting or contemplating suicide, please reach out for help. You are not alone. You are wanted. You don’t have to deal with this alone. People want to help…

Have you ever stood naked in the rain immediately after orgasming? 10/10 would recommend. My lover squeezed me with arms slick, sweat and rainwater; cold splashes dotting my face, my hands, my spine, and the world is lightning, purple, blue. I feel like we’re in the middle of a movie. No…

a prose poem — I make your side of the bed because it’s smells like you I remember watching a video, a general or a colonel tells a graduating class “make your bed every morning!” I don’t make our bed every morning sometimes, it’s not until the afternoon and, even then, it’s only some days I remember my…

an open letter Dear Individual Who has Found Themself Perusing My Medium Page, Please, if the intentions behind your presence fit within any of the following: 1) You’re on this platform for the exclusive purpose of self-promoting without supporting other writers; 2) To offer cheap, poorly written “self-help” or “self-development”…

a poem — Trigger Warning: This poem includes depictions of assault and may be distressing for victims of sexual abuse and/or stalking.