I released the title of my second poetry collection back in December, but kind of just dropped any word of it right after so I thought it was only right to write a little about it. Currently, It's not you (and other lies we tell) or "lies we tell" is it it's very early stages … Continue reading It’s not you (and other lies we tell)
ghosts i never felt haunted by their presence. they've always treated me as an old friend. when i'm alone i find comfort in knowing that they are with me. wherever i lead they always follow.
feathers one by one i started to add to my collection. i found one on top of the stone wall along side the ocean. another i picked up off the cold city block on a deary day, my vision impaired by the thick gray fog - or perhaps salt stains from my tears. i borrowed … Continue reading