Category: My Work


     I’m tired of being fucking reasonable Of having to be calm, cool, collected I want to be angry. I want to be mad. I want to claim my birthright. Hysteric. It has been calling to me for the longest Through the ages from mitochondrial eve Adam probably called […]

Peaceful Alternatives

This story was written in anticipation of a family brawl at my grandmother’s funeral. Dysfunctional families eh? But I’m happy to report that things went swimmingly. Literally it was raining like hell. Please enjoy this story and feel free to leave any type of review or comment.   Funerals are only […]


I know, I know. I wrote about not seeking publication this year and instead focusing on the craft. But you know what I discovered? It’s okay to work on your craft and publication. Near the end of last year, I submitted some poems to my college literary magazine Savoir Faire. (I attend […]

Yours Truly

Is it black or blue? This body that used to be you What am I going to do? Here on the Earth without you? Your crooked smile. Your witch’s laugh You It’s so cliche but that saying is true. I’ll be the first to admit that I wasn’t always the […]

Cruel Summer

Summer is the worse for exposing foes like spring exposing the seeds summer brings in the weeds of doom the cycle continues I never thought of myself as a superstitious person, but I’ve always been analytic. A few years ago I started to notice that every summer something bad would […]