Poems

The letter to Naiveté, It's fettered in the ablutions of life, wherein one leaves their soul...

Hello dear friend of mine, I am still looking towards the end of time The twists and tu...

I sit here to write this memoir, While rain chills my veins, my eyes cast across the ocean’s...

My Dreams for Color I feel like I am dreaming with my eyes completely color blind, Like...

I don’t know what else I have to say; it all seems to stay the same. There’s a mess in mind and i...

I’m gunna be honest with you all. I’ve come to a realization that I can’t coincide with my f...

I recently met a woman, metaphorically speaking. I haven’t seen her since I hid her away in ...

This is a place of work, with a smoldering forge and tempering stones of strings, A workshop with...