The Exhibition

I did something recently that scared me in the best possible way. I put on my first exhibition. The Life and Death of Love became more than a book for a few weeks. I painted the cover across a wall, scattered autumn leaves across the floor, and let birdsong play in the background. Framed photographs … Continue reading The Exhibition →

The Wronged Man (poem)

You play with love like it’s fire,as if it doesn’t burn you from the inside out.But it does burn.And you cry in the ashesas if you didn’t light every match.You take, break, misshape hearts like clay,then beg us all to stay,while we stay warmand you turn cold,searching for something new to hold.Not someone.Some thing.Until boredom … Continue reading The Wronged Man (poem) →

I Wrote A Book (update)

So, it’s happening! My book is becoming a reality. I’m actually going to see my book in print. Don’t get me wrong I still have a lot to do, images to select, edit and place, a few sections to thin down or bulk up but for the most part it is all coming together and … Continue reading I Wrote A Book (update) →

Delete

Delete One after another and repeat I watched our Christmas disappear first Your birthday vanished soon after With every hit of the button, the knot in my stomach tightened Delete I opened the file, Paris Emotions torn from my mind Faded were your eyes the whole time Gone now though to a place I’ll never … Continue reading Delete →

Crying Wolf

Road cones and crying wolf We are driving through the dark Your hands are on the wheel But your teeth surround my heart And I am happy thought I’m crying Tears are pooling in my gut As I feel your eyes upon me Accelerator under foot.

A Million Places

For me one of the worst parts of a break up isn't necessarily the break up part itself but the aftermath! Dont get me wrong I mean, all of the crying and the loneliness and the alcohol numbing, ice cream eating binges are always awful but it's the part after that I hate, the part … Continue reading A Million Places →

A Little Broken

Some days I wake up and I feel nothing. I want nothing. I am nothing. Some days you will hold me and Experience nothing. Touch nothing. Caress nothing. Some days I'm still a little broken. My heart isn't always open, but it will always reopen for you. You see... Some days I see nothing but … Continue reading A Little Broken →

TIME

Time is a valuable thing. We abuse it and ignore it, try to beat it and slow it, speed it up and drop it and never can stop it. Maybe if we learn we can use it for good, protect it and use it for all that it's worth like a teacher in school like … Continue reading TIME →

Hotel Sheets (08.19)

I thought I had it figured out Mind encased in concrete Damn this wine tasting so sweet My eyes on you, discrete We fucked up the hotel sheets I'm fucking up my mind White lines and glitter so divine While you once more were mine

Judas

with his kisses came secrets Thats when i found my name under a bus Put there by you, Judas His kisses told me everything i didn't know About you, About life I fucked him untill my name was mine again Untill you faded out of view... on that very same bus you threw my name … Continue reading Judas →