How much more righteous I would be Coming on black-tipped wings With eyes that shine with mourning With sword red-tipped with wrath How...

How quickly this dissolved With fires lit by gemstone wit And perspectives evolved Animated, yet left cold Thumbs unopposed to traveling...

I pocketed the devil's dice And looked out upon uneasy streets Where people ran like rivers Into the deep dystopian weeds Slow burned and...

Uplifted wings of living beings Creatures turned again like wheels Folded spaces, in-betweens Spun like webs where thunder reels

A transitive resistance Rubber-banding there and back again With dangerous business Put on back burners lit Burning these eternities...

Violins And out from under Instruments Of droning thunder While I wonder Piling blunders Windows vacant Hungry hollows Vanished or...

Origami Heart Too bright beyond these gates Collecting dust I can see the light Feel the warmth Taste the earth Head held down...

Fail to Hate Devoured in vines Skies clad in iron Roses like wires Rusted but still bolted down Neglected aches Still stitches for days...

The omens move without words Like water Across the sky From the East Fire in the mouth And from the ending A new beginning A broken bow...

On and off again during my life there has been the feeling that things are about to combust, fall apart, or all come crashing down....

LOAM Minutes run backward Scatter and skedaddle Straddling midnight hell bent Back way far past the one My eyes have been kept open Past...

Legend. Sometimes our feelings can seem so meaningless in the grand scheme of things. We aren't taken seriously, our voices aren't heard,...

Here at the end of all things... Let It All Be Undone A ponderous ocean of cosmic canyons Cavernous crags reaching toward infinity Never...

Life is full of ups and downs, whether you are struggling or not, whether you are healthy or not. Even when things are going well it can...

There are a lot of different factors that go into determining who we are and how we live our lives. Where we are born, who are parents...

As we grow older memories distort, growing more exaggeratedly vivid in some ways, more dull in others. Music and smell are the two things...

Sometimes things burn brightly for a time but are not meant to be permanent fixtures. Some are shooting stars and are not meant to be...

So much of our world is manufactured, if not by the political and financial forces around us than by our own minds. We sometimes get lost...

Love is like a force of nature. No matter how long humanity has existed we have had different ways of symbolizing love. Across endless...