Brain Dump Writings
Not In The Mood
I don’t want to be someone’s project. To fix. To untangle. To polish into their version of better. I am not in the mood to be a blueprint for someone...
Not In The Mood
I don’t want to be someone’s project. To fix. To untangle. To polish into their version of better. I am not in the mood to be a blueprint for someone...
Hot Mess, Holy Code
I take pride in being a kind of riddle. A storm in silk, a mirror tilted just enough to keep you wondering. Too much, looking like the perfect sum of...
Hot Mess, Holy Code
I take pride in being a kind of riddle. A storm in silk, a mirror tilted just enough to keep you wondering. Too much, looking like the perfect sum of...
Sacred Restraint
There are poems inside me that paper can’t hold, and paintings that would tear through canvas before the first stroke is made. I desire violently. I want to lunge at...
Sacred Restraint
There are poems inside me that paper can’t hold, and paintings that would tear through canvas before the first stroke is made. I desire violently. I want to lunge at...
Dramatic Waters
In continuation of not crashing out, I want to empty my mind a bit more.. something heavy that passed through earlier, maybe even foreshadowing this exact part of the ocean...
Dramatic Waters
In continuation of not crashing out, I want to empty my mind a bit more.. something heavy that passed through earlier, maybe even foreshadowing this exact part of the ocean...
Disgusting
Instead of crashing out, I rose, water cupped in my hands, pouring silence over skin. —just the right time. And I wonder.. why ask to be left ashore when I begged,...
Disgusting
Instead of crashing out, I rose, water cupped in my hands, pouring silence over skin. —just the right time. And I wonder.. why ask to be left ashore when I begged,...
A Soul's Monologue
I run from this. Sit upright in bed.. summoning the dump, the flood I’d like to sculpt into something safe. Nothing too raw, not too cracked at the seams. Just enough...
A Soul's Monologue
I run from this. Sit upright in bed.. summoning the dump, the flood I’d like to sculpt into something safe. Nothing too raw, not too cracked at the seams. Just enough...