Category Archives: Poetry



There’s charred anguish I pack along old burns inside of me diversions Diversions are forms of failure like bent nails I made a poem of your pain      rust-bitter      shreds of…


Remains of My Wasted Youth

There is sadness in your eyes And I can see it. I can see into the depths of your soul, Into your mind, and straight to your core. It lingers…



I noticed how you smelled, Sweet And vaguely familiar, But I couldn’t name your scent Because it was incomplete – Tainted with the smell of spit And Flesh. I know…