I usually share the pictures of my readings, but I forgot! So, enjoy snapshots from labyrinthos (which you should check out anyways tbh)....

i would never tell you to forget your wounds stardust is many things but it is not unwounded we are not storyless, challengeless,...

I'm currently on vacation outside my hometown. It's late December and I'm feeling that uncomfortable yearning I feel at the end of every...

I read some really cool books this year. And some that weren’t written for me. Either way, I read 24! 2021 was a complicated year, so I’m...

My hand is lonely nestled in your fist, so I pull over onto the side of the empty highway. I need to see the soggy webbing. Our webbing....

As children, we were cursed beneath the oak tree off Dandridge Avenue we forgot our names & everyone else forgot them too Our mothers...

The handcuffs are tight - tighter than they oughta be. “You’re a criminal,” I’m accused, viciously, on the other side of the plastic...

I did not know I hadn't experienced Death as an adult until it happened. How can that be? When Death stole my lungs, breathing became...

There is never enough sweetness on the tongues of weapons They walk around march around skip around as if their bitterness won’t kill...

I sit on my living room floor surrounded by clear glasses of water. They sparkle against the show the sunrise plays for us. My mouth goes...

there’s a charnel house at the back of my property I go there to sing to the bones my melodies are ghastly, sorrowful ruinous, but the...

I have a saying that September begins when October ends, or maybe it’s October lives inside September. I’ve always thought of September...

There are no guns in Knox County only knives people use to dig, relentlessly for reasons to live There are no knives in Knox County only...

My heart beats in hues of Knoxville Tennessee - all I see, everything I’ve ever felt In the colored section of town (east) there’s a...

sometimes when i pass by mirrors and the sunlight is fragments of reality i see myself rushing in and out of it, reality as spare parts,...