24 Dec

Pray

“And to be clear, I am the hell and high waters.” I once told someone that I heard voices in my head and some of them would sing in a mellow baritone that soothed me into a place of comfort and peace. I liked these voices and I rejoiced in these voices. Some of...
16 Jul

This Is Not A Love Poem

There are occasions when you feel, alive. Moments when the simplest gestures remind you of hope, when bleeding knees yield answers, when the inner voices die down the same way you wish to. These moments are precious. Waking up doesn’t feel like a suicide mission, loving doesn’t feel like a failing attempt at getting...
01 May

Sanity

It’s quite easy, really. I just string words with your name across them and they become wonderful Write letters in dust and hope that my lungs pray about them, in tongues Shift sides and still wonder if I’ll wake you on the right side of you. Hold on to the envelopes and still ponder...
12 Feb

Waning

When the leaves hug themselves and bond with the ground Times when faces lose colour and your finger tips let go of hope. The place where your feelings wash up in flames And the smell of your touch is abandoned by a reality that is beautiful. You’ll realize it takes more than love to...
27 Dec

Sweet 16

16. That’s how many bible verses made me fall to my knees and scrap my skin in your name. I think I talk to God about you more than I do about myself. 15. Love songs that take me back to the first time you said my name, it sounded like home. I’d like...
18 Sep

Note To Self

Hi, my name is Daniel, better known as Dani. I made my name shorter in attempt to make people think I’m cooler, which I’m really not. I’m a writer who is trying to find other ways to express how he feels without having to resort to metaphors and I have a slight obsession with...