Soft Skin In A Crowded Place | 6.5.2021

And in all the dreams I have of you.You’re younger… …And you’re doing crazy things. And no one believes me when I talk about how you used to do crazy things. Sometimes I don’t believe me, but I know what I remember. Crazy things that stuck us together like glue. Crazy things that made peopleContinue reading “Soft Skin In A Crowded Place | 6.5.2021”

Free The Remaining Embers

I hitched a ride on the poetry train somewhere in middle school, and I’ve been reading and writing it ever since. I got heavy into The Beats for a bit, and some of it shows in here – mostly in the erratic form and probably written out on the grass or in the cosmos. It’sContinue reading “Free The Remaining Embers”