When I need words to express what I truly feel.
They leave me like the breath you take from my very lungs.
Breathless and confused.
My world goes black and I am lost.

Silence can say more than too many words.
It's not what you said
It's what people heard
When you speak through silence
You're not misunderstood
But there will always be someone
Who finds volume good

When you threw me in the flames that was cold.

Smile you beautiful thing

Don’t beat it up, don’t make it black and blue
There’s a house to build
And it needs you

There’s sunshine thru your room
It makes for a glorious mood
The world feels
Soft and new


Here’s a song for the fishes the trees and skies
And smiles everywhere
A new cool
And old school
Sunshine thru your room
And distant traffic


Sunshine thru your soul
Squares on the wall that don’t move
Diving shapes
Floating dust
Have you ever watched the sunshine through your room?

there are people on the internet
who will always know more about me
than my parents do.
they’ll see my tagline and
they’ll feel it
the same way that i feel it
the rush that comes with that
very first introduction
the freedom that tags along
on the coattails of
a name that at least one person
will keep as yours
they’ll feel the sadness
that comes with the moment
that someone you love
turns out to not love you back
well, not you
specifically, but
your kind
as they say
they’ll feel the dread
that comes with the look
in someone’s eyes when they
find out about everything
they’ll feel the excitement
that comes along with
the first smile that a stranger gives you
when you introduce yourself
and they don’t question
your very existence
or turn your greeting into a debate
they’ll feel the solidarity.
they’ll feel the community.
two words that i broadcast
to everyone except the two people
who gave me two different words
before they even asked what i liked.

mom. dad.
i’m not your baby girl.
i love you.
this is me
this is who i am
and who i am
isn’t going anywhere.

i hope one day
you’ll learn to love him.