Envious, covetous, desirous
I am for that boy
With his villa and orchard
Apricots apricating, all precociously
Reaching learning maturing
While I humble
I don't seek his house
His life of beauty
Or the size of their estate
I want to cartograph
The chambers of my heart
As he has
To know if my square footage can compare,
If my chamber doors swing open,
rust themselves closed
If rooms are collapsing,
any hope to rebuild
If I can yearn like Elio,
Still.
Apr 2
Apr 2, 2026 at 2:04 PM UTC
I raised up a small cat of my own
so soft, her fur with gray tone
yet still with bad luck
she fell 'neath a truck
and now, in soil she's been sown.
Mar 24
Mar 24, 2026 at 6:00 PM UTC
In my house I found
Overwashed stripes, holey and grass-stained,
Lost and Found
Sun bleached cap, frayed and sea-sunk
Lost and found
Wide-stretched sweater, bleeding out black cotton pearls
Lost and Found
White-T blue collar, missing Day at the lake
Lost and found
Patterned neckline, simple sleeves, one of Angel’s thefts.
Lost and Found
Carlitos with me
Found me lost
Lost and Found
My voice
Lost its sound
I didn’t speak
Lost and Found
Lost my bones
Lost it now
Found alone
Lost and Found
I gave away my white bloodstained hoodie
I lost my gold painted bookmark
I broke my delicate souvenir glass
I dropped my blue ceramic spoon
Nowhat, Nowhere, Nowho can be preserved
forever. Still,
I’ve loves I’ve found and lost,
I’ve many more to find
But If just losing is loves just cost
I don't know if I don't mind.
Mar 23
Mar 23, 2026 at 6:43 PM UTC
Clothes hold people for me–
In my room
Boxes hold my baubles
trunks carry trinkets
postcards portray places
Walls frame friends faces
Chains clasp my keys
And like molds of memories,
Clothes hold people for me.
Mar 23
Mar 23, 2026 at 6:41 PM UTC
Harsh fumes / bring tears / and soft hands grip
Cold steel / chops, cuts / miss fingertips
Hot pan / pops oil / the onions join
Sharp scents / float up / past hungry lips
Scooping under / beige ropes / The noodles slide
Slipping into / soy sauce / crispy pan fried
Cracking entire / fresh eggs / saving just whites
Except also / one yolk / final touch of mine
Gray stone / Hot food / porch sitting
Cold morning / yet nice / for thinking
Grateful / for my / daily bread
Blessings / Home-made / Each morning
Jan 12
Jan 12, 2026 at 4:47 PM UTC
Can we good people
Commit our atrocities
so long as there's guilt?
Oct 16, 2025
Oct 16, 2025 at 4:10 PM UTC
I had a dream
Talking in forevers,
dancing with my future
Dreamt the sky bluer
Dreamt autumn brighter
Dreamt the grass softer
And in this dream
I had my hopes,
I spoke them in forevers
And in this dream
The night caught up
My feet drew weary
Dancing with my future
I lost my footing
and woke
I started walking
and didn't dream
for many nights
on tree lined trails
fall leaves cut
through brittle air
striking and beautiful
I was me
and real
Talking in forevers
I was happy
and awake
but rose lenses
and red eyes
gave way to sleep
And I dreamt
Autumn truly bright
once more
and under trees
through falling leaves
I screamed
You should know better
than to talk
in forevers.
Sep 22, 2025
Sep 22, 2025 at 12:07 AM UTC
You were in my dream
last night again,
but it didn't seem
the same its been
we didn't get
us back once more
we didn't let
us open sores
your hair was long
your face was older
your stress seemed gone
with weightless shoulders
We were together
frog and toad
just friends, good weather
no past debts owed
And when I woke,
that morning bright
my thoughts did choke
but my heart was light
I had your memory, snow-white pure
yet didn't feel, your absence there
To have had you, I'm so grateful, sure
But I no longer breath, recycled air
Aug 28, 2025
Aug 28, 2025 at 3:26 PM UTC
We are in the night
Each behind doors shut
And marked with blood
Innocent blood spilt on the grounds
That it would give protection.
And protection it did give but
The cries of pain that laid over our city
And rattled in my room, filled me with regret.
I pray if it was necessary with no divine response.
So we let the ghost of loss pass over our home,
feeling it, yet letting it take nothing
And when the sun rises on the new day and
Brings us our deliverance of love—
For us there will be
A future.
May 24, 2025
May 24, 2025 at 12:40 PM UTC
If you gave me the chance,
I would do laundry with you
For the rest of our lives.
Doesn't that sound nice?
I would do laundry with you
I’d wash the dishes too.
Doesn't that sound nice,
Peacefully, beside each other
I’d wash the dishes too
After all the meals we’ll cook
Peacefully beside each other
And talk about our life.
After all the meals we’ll cook
We’d curl up close watching tv
And talk about our life.
Those are my favorite nights,
We’d curl up close watching tv
Warm and safe and quiet
Those are my favorite nights,
And this could be our life.
May 24, 2025
May 24, 2025 at 5:15 AM UTC