Black Hole in My Chest

I try to be seen by you through different eyesYour footsteps walk away from meI’m…

Where Does Salvation Lie?

The Student: “How might one appeal?How might one atone?I have come to feelThat neither may…

A Guttural Roar

i write becausegmail doesn't have a separate section for my heart's drafts. on saturdays that…

Towards Another 28

I remember you as a before.Before the sunrise and its silenceThe swift exchange of your…