we are hanging by a thread.
that’s what this feels like–
so fragile, like the first time you hold a newborn.
mesmerized by the baby’s trusting eyes, 66 more words
2 days, 8 hours ago
what perplexes me
i don’t know if i enjoy it anymore
what frustrates me
i can’t think of something to write
what worries me
i don’t have the time… 12 more words
2 weeks, 2 days ago
i look for you everywhere:
online, on the metro, at the corner store,
outside my house, where i saw you last.
it is midnight and i still look. 49 more words
I let him crash upon my shores
and break himself on the cliffs of my love
and he left nothing for the crows to find… 13 more words
1 month ago
writing has become
an absent pastime. hidden
in lust of what was.
1 month, 3 weeks ago
And I think to myself
If I were to wrap myself,
Would they cover this darkness?
2 months ago
i like your face even better up close–
i told you that.
i feel weight of your eyes, the
heaviness of dulce de leche,
pour over mine; 20 more words
3 months, 4 weeks ago