Bury me out on the prairie ( Read more... )

You died last week ( Read more... )

They say you need to fall asleep on your own ( Read more... )

How was I
Still born today?
When my belly button
Can no longer claim connection

No earthly womb remains
And so I wander.
Drifting

Who else could ever know now
All these young parts of me?
What am I to know now
When the first thing I ever knew
Was you?

Aquamarine ( Read more... )

Have I been in an endless funeral procession
Or beside eternal hospital bed?
The continued movement toward burial
The simultaneous anxious hoping for life’s return

And I think I’m mostly fine now
I’ve learned to sing gospel songs instead of dirges
I’ve learned to trust that I’ll float instead of sink
I walk through the valley and fear no evil ( Read more... )

Hardships can be good
Some struggles make you stronger
Some things just suck balls

Here we are entangled
lavender silhouettes
In the soft dark.
The stillness of a heart
When quieted by linens.
Inhaling your slow sleepy breaths,
I melt into this heavy cloud
That squelches all my railings
Into melodic breathing.
Here with you
I can let paralysis take me

I sewed seeds without care ( Read more... )

He did not have the most shockingly blue eyes ( Read more... )