This journal, both washed and found,
whose owner failed to detail or date their thoughts and friends,
respectfully acquiesces to your solicitation.
scally
will it be//Could it Be
let’s be an artist
don’t want to be desperate
unveiling
a sun, set
a step
better than hopping on the I-10
Only you.
Am I a rebound?
imperfect creature
…can I come over?
Have I become too self aware?
happy birthday to me
if it will be like this forever
make me reliant
All of that to say–
let it be so.
the truth sets you free, right?
Alone and in My Body
“If there is a place, a soul, a being, a person, a cosmic reality out there beyond this world—
guide my lungs, guide my lips, that they breathe truth and speak life into those around me.”