Category Archives: Poetry
At times, the savvy and elaborate architecture of words, the stunning and complex tapestry of language, its magisterial tunings to sound, is, in its beggared haunt and infancy, rooted in the unscabbed core of a pinking utterance, a single quiver … Continue reading
We are mostly made from absence, a light-stitched band of particles, aspiring, in concert, to harmonize daring feats of love, or how we dream, in fits, aligning our nodes to perish.
Slowly, slowly, pour me out of the wounds, the chafing legend, that we, intransitive in our grief, shared at a common altar and dais, remember how we, marvelous in our reaching, hallowed the moon as a redundant savior, a charnel … Continue reading
“I Listen,” one of the poems from my forthcoming collection, Arclight (February release), now live on Riot Material. To read click here.
We were walking scarside, had been for a long time. The wind sounded like fading bells, the air smelled of singed salt. I asked her how her heart was holding up. Good, she smiled, it’s floating jellyfishlike in a pool … Continue reading
There is nothing more heartbreakingly human than sharing your loneliness with another, a tender enclosure bonding the furtive nuptials of intimacy for as long as ephemera graciously grants.
There is a dying art to teething on the candied skin of a bubble for as long as you can before its inevtiable burst becomes the shyest glimmer grieving your lips.
White-hot throbbing, to bask in the sidereal– Unzip your skin, please.
How lyrically beautiful, and tragic, the ballad of binary stars, engaging the rogue symmetry and slow-burn turns of a lonely ballet, two stars, gravity-bound to one another, sharing a common orbit, an elliptical intimacy, yet never touching, a via negativa … Continue reading
My dream, or need, has always been to gauge and organize my mania into something resembling music, or at least rhythmical sutures detailing the heart’s lighted country of scars while proving, beyond shadows, its valiant worth.