#write everyday

when the moon whispered secrets

Hello to my blog. Long time no see. I’ve still been writing, though, I’ve just been writing more longform work that’s harder to post to a blog than poetry. I might try to make more reflection posts or write more poems again, to have something to post here, but I do love my novels.  Writing Reflection In 2020 I stopped trying to write every day and started on monthly word count goals. Since the…

Let's light some cigarettes

and the shared smoke will

fill the space between us

If I Breathe Death

At least I'm not speaking fire

I know I'm venomous

When I let the world create a

Black Hole between us

But if we cold just shut up

And share a smoke

Enjoy the silence

You're made of fire

And I'm a walking swamp creature

If we just keep our space

I think we could sign our hearts out

If we could live in space

I think the vacuum might do

Us Some Good

Our language has always best been spoken without words

Our love is something that is more than our lack of self-worth

Our hearts we wear them tattooed on our forearms  

And the wound never heals

it just keeps on bleeding

Floating without a tether

Lost Psychonaut

Without a Home

My country the nebula I see in your eyes

Your House

Is somewhere out here that I can't find

In the silence

As far away

As we drift apart

still feel

the beating rhythm

I mentioned this idea in this post, but I’m going to be posting one line from each day’s writing session. It’ll be from a mix of my wips, and since I jump around a lot as I write, it won’t be in any particular order. I’m looking forward to seeing the fun mess at the end of this!

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I added one more filled journal to the shelf last week.

a balm and a blade

for it shields me from the storm

yet carves hollows in my soul

there was a time

when all i wanted

was to be