16/M    Writing from the quiet corners of the mind. New to poetry. Always observing.

M/Cambria CA    - because the wind swirls, the moon leans, and the dawn cracks. - because she shoots that sharp little smile from her revolver - my …

M/world    i’m the static between stations. the page before the first word. a lost label from a dream-map folded into someone else’s pocket. sometimes, i write …