4/5/16
Go to the place no one told you to go
and start from there
.
Words are the paste that set souls
aflame
.
1/2/23
((Dreams))
.
In a lot of them I’m leaving.
.
Shedding my clothes as I run out
into parking lots under a bald moon.
.
3/8/16
what it was like to be the man who
complained
of a heart too big
for his hands
.
4/15/24
Magic is everywhere and therefore
ordinary
.
2/3/23
The sky snapped open
scattering stars like diamonds from a
cut necklace
.
4/6/16
It doesn't make her life any less
significant or her presence inside me
any less
.
4/7/19
You have stripped me bare of
everything but my name (and the
letters stick in my throat)
.
7/31/16
And I have thrown away mementos
I've had for but a year in favor of
aesthetic and space
Nearly choked on that feeling of
confinement and know
Free isn't a word but a state and I
keep moving.
.
11/26/18
sometimes when I drink
I can kiss would it would feel like to
love myself
.
9/16/24
Organ concerts at church in Blue Hill
‘I’m sorry if I failed you
I was just trying to be closer to
me’
.
10/22/24
The trees drop their leaves like
shrugging off a musty stole
.
7/12/21
the soul fills up with water;
the soul slips out to sea
.
6/27/25
((Christians))
.
They’ll introduce me
to a man who walks
on water and then
ask me not to
believe in magic
.
4/19/18
my breath like a pendulum the rain
Ticking against the windows
.
11/18/25
The way when you come back from a
long vacation. To your darkened room.
Everything is just how/where you left
it
.
6/5/25
Wonder how I can
wander around shot
full of holes and still
be astonished when
the light gets in
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