Annihilation
Your heart is a choir that doesn’t wishto sing anymore, your hands are donehousing mistakes in the tons and yourfeet are tarred from all the sitting you’vebeen doing. There are dreams in you thatfeel like...
Mother’s Garden
I sat in the garden this morning. I’m feeling really tired and I have a lot to stay on top of. But I got the urge to risk losing valuable time in my day to...
Dear Love
For as long as I can remember, I’ve always had a face for you. You The girl sharing her Tropika red with me on the bus ride home in second grade. The girl I wrote...
A New Language
If this is your first timeHiIf notblushing Day 10 of 21a million little thingsANDStill Insecure are poems I’ve shared on this platform already. Putting them in this collection was me putting some respek on my...
Letters to My Son For My Daughter: On Days When You Feel Like Crying For No Reason
I remember once going over five years without a good cry. If I’m honest, it was probably closer to ten years than five. I cried a lot as a boy. I cried over anything I...
XEN
I’m avoiding saying too much about anything here because, as always, the work speaks for itself. Please find a PDF copy of this short collection of abstract drawings alongside abstract poems below. I had fun...