opening the mind and heart through poetry
you smile at me, as if those lips were custom made for me... this persona you've got me situated in is it straining or am I swimming? you think I'm flying because I try to think before I speak as if I cared so much to waste my time trying for you to find me,... Continue Reading →
I didn't know how turbulent finding myself would be. It meant that I had to shift through all the bullshit that was blocking my intuition. It meant I had to be honest, and accept every element of myself and my history. I'm remembering dreams I'd forgotten, emotions I never dealt with and a state of... Continue Reading →
(Untitled. 8/16/17. Los Angeles, California) I am pretty I am not masculine enough I am slacking I am not productive enough I am irresponsible I am not financially stable enough I am depressed I am not independent enough I am new I am not sexually experienced enough I dress straight I am not gay enough […]... Continue Reading →