Blacklight Magazine, 2021Bottled NotesI closed my eyes again, And the pacific decided to join me. So in my slumber I added extra salt to her formula, Hoping that adding myself to her would be enough to Push myself to the bottom. poetry
The Babble , 2022I have to wash my pillowcase twice a week because I hate the smell of my tearsI know you didn’t mean for things to be this way. I’m not mad at you. This is not your fault. I just wish I could do more. Lord, I’m so tired. poetry