Open Door
Enjoy this little love poem I wrote for a spark. I hope he gets all the way in. He is hot water eroding my stone, washing my specks over the…
Binding Spells
Are we the alchemy of your stones, blood, and sonorous sorcery? Or are we sixteen strands of your hair wound and nine-knotted around the wish-imbued paper I set ablaze in…
2nd-Chance Letter
Did you get my letter, its heart-stickered envelope with no return address? Did it arrive? Did you take it inside? Did you guess? When you pulled out the yellow page…
First Kiss
She tastes like marijuana and cabernet; it’s how she self-medicates her lore, who she was before; she rips this moment ablaze and pulls me sulfur-sparking all the way further into…
Things I Almost Texted You Last Night
I feel the thought of you everywhere. Love matters, and you love me. I love you, so let’s just be. Let’s just see, oh, I love you. You love me,…