tom -  i saw a woman yesterday at the tram stop. she held a grocery bag in one hand and silence in the other, a kind of silence that screame...

tongues stained violet crushed escape you said stars sound better than sorries so I left them at the party the room pulsed, ceiling swam and...

a croissant half-warm on the kitchen counter i didn’t say goodbye to either left your city like a book i never opened again a grin you forg...

humid june / sweat on your neck / a cologne / i breathed in a little too long / your name / not mine to own / on her tongue // racing pulse ...

  the sound had hands i wish were yours a breath inside a breath still no walls kept me i became the room of our aftermath mischief i...

the traffic held its breath a red blink too soft i mistook it for a heartbeat grief is a boy who learned to ride a bike with the arms of an ...

I packed a carry-on heart, too small for the weight I never unpacked. Feelings are delays, so I ran on time and arrived alone. The metro sig...

The sun is a whisper through the bones. The ocean ahead, the city behind. I belong to neither. I close my eyes. For a moment, there is no pu...

The night caught in my teeth, it does not have a name. What was I chasing? I promise it was on the tip of my tongue. What did I find? A memo...

Sundays, borrowed from you but I always forget to return. I almost tell you about my mother, how she drinks her wine in a coffee mug, and my...