Genesis;Revelation
I met the world baptized with mother’s blood and father’s vapid mistakes running through my veins.
I greet pain with a smile and a cadence only seen between lifelong friends. […]
I met the world baptized with mother’s blood and father’s vapid mistakes running through my veins.
I greet pain with a smile and a cadence only seen between lifelong friends. […]
shrapnels
and chunks of human flesh painted the floor of a gymnasium where the Catholics gathered
to hold a vigil.
[…]
It’s the terror of knowing what this world is about […]
Neck-deep submerged in a sea of prescription medications…
A poem about living, loving, and what it has to do with thermodynamics.
A poem from 2019.
My body and soul are one and the same. A decrepit and neglected home. Wooden floorboards, missing and broken and rotting. Dog-eared and outdated furniture, shards of mirrors across the hall, mold growing in all the corners and dampness. Upstairs, repeatedly beaten and reduced into crushed walls that are more rubble than they are supportive […]
from 2019, a poem about a moth and breaking up
a spontaneous poem and art therapy for ptsd
Taking comfort in the inconsequentiality of our existence is something I learned from studying astronomy and physics. For instance: the observable universe is a sphere that consists of all the matter that we can observe from Earth. All that we know of, and all that we don’t, are all enclosed in this sphere. And it […]