A mismatched collection of poetry, fiction, personal essays, and updates about my everyday life.
As you lay this body down, down on cold hard forest ground-- split it open and salt inside, cut out spots where demons hide. Grind the bones to make your bread and forget about your empty bed. A wolf circles-- your quiet crypt keeper to greet this new death like winter's Reaper. Falling leaves will … Continue reading April 2 : Winter
It's said that the circumstances of birth-- the day, the music, the time, even the particular position of the stars far above our heads, leave fingerprints on our newly blossomed souls. When we open our mouths to gulp that first taste of air-- so sterile and electric, Leto swaddles us in a blanket woven by … Continue reading April 1 : Welcome
Chapter One If one more gin-soaked asshole tries to grab me tonight, I swear, I’ll go to jail for murder, Annabeth thought as she squeezed between two rowdy bar tables. It was a Saturday night in June, and The Neptune was full of land-hungry fishermen and city folk from Seattle looking for the rustic charm … Continue reading Annabeth by the Sea : Chapter One
Like plastic crinkled under foot in back seats-- floorboard litter with lipstick napkins, and under beds lost with the left sock kicked off between blankets on hot nights. Like glass on window sills waiting to be reused-- heavy and strong even in its vacancy, eager to hold those small and soft things we so readily … Continue reading Heart Like An Empty Bottle
Hannah. The word rose in her dream like the first rays of sun blooming over the horizon. Soft, pale, cool still in the lingering dark. Wake up. Hannah heard her name echo again but brushed it away like a pesky fly and burrowed deeper into her bed. This dream was too nice. There was a … Continue reading Big Sister/Little Sister
Typewriter Moon 