Take me to that A frame deep inside the luscious green forest, where the river and the wild meet, nature is all the music you need, completely secluded from society is where I want to be.

my bed is calling me with a lustful tone and i surely wanna rest my bones but this pen won’t stop rewriting.

The Funny Bone Speaketh   Staring at us with confusion, the baby, eyes wide an attentive, takes in the sight of parents acting the fool, over and over and over til the baby can no longer contain the pure belly full of joy and out…

Read this until you believe it. In my mind, I wanted to be the person to help you through, but my actions don’t know how to do that. Our relationship has always been complicated. You feel different to me. I carried the possibility that you…

There are so many people They also love to write Let them hold on My heartfelt words. They also enjoy this ride What a great pleasure Though don’t know them They are now a quite familiar. Thank you so much dear all For making this…

My eyes feel like they’re permanently crossed, but I have finished Poem #12!   Telescreen   You barrel towards me, a dump truck loaded with feces. If I refuse   delivery, you step on the accelerator, and the shit comes even faster.   Once, I…

Normal people are very abnormal They expect everyone to behave like them If they don’t, they are abnormal Abnormal people are so normal They don’t expect normal treatment From normal people They are okay with… Who police the police? Judge not.

Our regular table in a used bookstore. What a fine idea that they sell wine along with books and schedule poetry readings and trivia nights. What a blessing that I know women who love wine and books and trivia. Women who drive downtown once a…

His son recites a script as he records. The hilarity behind his phone full of life and merriment. A time where he seem happy glee in belly laugh recorded on his IG. This derision such an illusion now four months since he passed away. A…

Art galleries filled with an afternoon sun, too shimmery to be seen, too daytime to be appreciated.   I wish, I could paint my insomnia, and fit it into a dark frame where it would die out of the habitat. Like it murdered my sleep,…