So I Did

We held hands in the dark, and I couldn’t even see you.

This Is How

This is how 

What Once Was

If we were to dance,

Music

I took what I wanted. That’s for certain. It was like a flash of lighting you know? I didn’t know what it was until my eyes were burning and I had to think about it.

Hold On To A Moment

I hold on to a moment, far longer than I should, I know. I hold on to a day, or an hour, where you made the world stop, where we were young and beautiful and in love, where we were untouched by our own shortcomings, if only for a moment.

Paper Clouds

It was gone like a puff of smoke, the kind that happens after you set off a confetti gun.

Another You

I’m going to find another you, one day on the subway.

Because You Let Me

I lost.

Love in the palm of my hand I lost.

Ghosts

There is a clock in the corner of the kitchen, and I live by it.

Eight Thousand And Seventy Eight Steps For Roses

I smell flowers in the garden.

Tornado

I have held old things, in my hands.

Zero Point Seven Seconds

There is a

The Swing At The End Of The World

At the end of the world there is a swing, and it teeters back and forth.

Divide

There has been no great divide here. There have been no swords that have sliced through flesh, nobody has touched anything.

Hide Ground

A pounding in my chest is the thing that I needed.

Seventeen

This is a story about climbing. Up to the roof where they won’t see, feet on the edge of a cliff, the edge of a cliff on the cusp of the city.

Beautiful Girl

He said “beautiful girl”

Part Apart

Part

The word feels sticky in my mouth

It means to be close to something, but also to be halved, if your part is part of something that is broken.

A part is also apart,

“A”

Without

In deficit of

The Box Outside The Window

Outside the window there sits a box. It has never been opened. It has never left the spot by the front porch, even though the weather has come and gone. It is made of a strong material, something that would appear to last the test of time, or maybe it’s something magical, either way, it has not moved since it was placed there by a man in a grey uniform like so many men in grey uniforms do every day.

Moon Crisp

Heart in the dark, sitting in the corner waiting for someone to come to the window.

The Beginning

The wind came in through the window and made a whistling sound as it shot through the glass.

The Things Of Us

I’m so damn angry, at the way things have turned out, at the poison that just came out of my mouth.

Grip

If she knew, it was only because the noise in her head had quieted for a moment. 

Fingers Fly

I am in a holed up space barely breathing. My limbs refuse to move and my hands they sit unused on my lap.

Others

A hand is outstretched, it’s morning in the middle of nowhere.

The Jar Heart

I set aside a time to rage

Mirrors

It is seven in the morning, and everything is falling apart.

Mud

Maybe

Pull

I pull. In and out of it and wrap myself in the thunder that surrounds it.

Think

They have all forgotten to move or to breathe.