prose poetry

sinking in shallow waters

You stand ten toes deep in waters near hip height.

Apr 16, 2024 •

this is how we must dance

Human, when will you ever learn?

Nov 19, 2023 •

beyond the Bali cliché

If I told you I went to a tropical paradise only to spend three days writhing in bed with painful stomach cramps, you’d assume I’d never wish to return.

Oct 22, 2023 •

🎧 isn't it absurd?

isn’t it absurd, that you deny strangers entry into your home, but you let my words, sit and simmer in your most sacred space, your mind? how is it so…

Oct 15, 2023 •

🎧 when the clock forgets to tick

Sep 21, 2023 •

saltwater salvation

Nature siphoned her antidepressant right into my veins. Millimeters of mercy immersed themselves in my body—dissolving knots of tension, infusing…

Jul 24, 2023 •

isn't it unwise

isn't it unwise for me to reach paradise and spend my precious moments chasing ticked off items on an agenda?

Jul 16, 2023 •

How do you position your body to be open and expectant while you wait? Should you be an eager beaver, sitting at the front of your chair with half your…

Jun 17, 2023 •

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