…in another life
in another life we argue about the shopping list and your lips are always close to my lips Continue reading …in another life
in another life we argue about the shopping list and your lips are always close to my lips Continue reading …in another life
If you would just hold still I could make it all so beautiful Continue reading i want to paint you
she is pure poetry to read her lines and curves every one is like a perfectly placed word Continue reading she is the poem
I could still smell you on my fingers as I raised the glass forest moss, oyster shell hot smoke my … Continue reading …she’s my whiskey
She invited him for dessert. He had her for breakfast. She forgot her own name. The neighbors knew this. They … Continue reading missing Sunday brunch
To the girl who has read a few too many strange books and poems who remembers her dreams sometimes writes … Continue reading this one is for you
and yet… after everything that happened to remain haunted by your ghost is still the most exquisite feeling of all Continue reading haunted
The Persistence of Scent and Memory a poetic moment, a poem i wrote some time ago (for you, about you, … Continue reading the persistence of scent and memory
Warsan Shire Continue reading not for everyone (but someone)
I remember that night I remember that song I remember We were both soaked to the skin Before that flash … Continue reading song of summer