I don’t write essays. Maybe it’s because I can’t take criticism. Strike that maybe that is a […]


I don’t write essays. Maybe it’s because I can’t take criticism. Strike that maybe that is a […]

I have nothing, But local things To say About you.
And then I think, They already have A box for me.

And that Could it be, Me is not The point.
Her wayward thrills, Have taken ill And persuaded hers To metamorphosis.
I thought that I would always, Be there to suffice it close But as it opens up, The pillows are […]

Has the requiem of deserves, Met the chosen against The purpose Of reserves.

The party of population, Has uttered us into A misheard usher, Of lizard resolution All told onto a catch, That […]
Unjust in trust, They belly has reformed And as such the permanent, Is as entrapped As a shallow escape, Without […]

At the outward seam, I break the lean And fasten still, Another way Through purgatory.