Cigarette Burns.

I lit my first cigarette at 17 Back lit by a Swiss playground Inhaled to quell the boredom. The lighter flickered in the damp air, Unsure fingers experimenting with Vague impressions, channeling James Dean, Norma Jean, Bukowski, Nicotine tendrils that curled around Caressing my faded grey hoodie I tried my first drag, burning Couldn’t inhale. […]

Through the Tiffany Window.

His words fell into and outside of me, Some fey wander I put blanket terms over charming boys Faded into the background Her glamour is made up eyes Black and glossy Hepburn I wanted to tell him why breakfast at tiffanys Brought flutters to my fledgling heart Why my whiskey soul thirsted Dying embers yearning. […]

Love and Other Stories

I did my first public poetry reading a couple weeks ago. It was simultaneously the most exciting, liberating and nerve-wracking thing I’ve ever done. I’ve spoken in public forums, hosted investor meetings with men twice my age without blinking an eye. Yet this, reading a poem in public to a room of strangers was the scariest thing I’ve ever […]

Ramblings from my Rooftop

i knew who i was at 13 when my solitude poured ink onto paper magic words that kept manic monsters at bay. olive skinned and bright smiles wanting but never yearning. he said i had a spark that drew the bees in droves with a barely there smirk that kept them trying. i knew i […]