woman in gray coat grayscale photo

the Nothing is listening
as she pulls the needle through the wall
sewing her cage brick by brick
as not to let emptiness escape her
the next day she goes to war
wearing her chains like a dress
and small stains of neglected love
on the tip of her sword.


Why I never want to be loved by a poet

topless man holding woman

Why I never want to be loved by a poet

1. They’ll take credit for my battles and turn the blood into pawned gold
2. They’ll deem my abysses unclimbable and only see my shallows
3. They’re like gods, obsessed with themselves and will value their feelings for you above you
4. They’ll leave when they realize I don’t need them, being wanted is not enough
5. They will think this is about them.



human X-ray result chart

don’t hold a rose carefully
or you’ll never feel its
piercing sting,
red river flowing
gasping / life.
don’t love me carefully
or you’ll never hear
the sweet sound
of me breaking
in your hand and
slipping out of your
wound yourself on me
and I promise not to