poem: last night i finished everything

champagne—good morning—celebrating the art of putting words on tonguesand speaking blackberries,raw crescents, the dovesin the trees and the hair;their feathers, the formulists,foucault and the prisons,men going free, the eye going mad. we could be anything—we could be silver bubblescoming up fast,exploding in today— today— today.

life update: should i life update?

first of all, thank you all so much for 100 followers! in return, i promise (ahem) a more regular posting schedule. onto the main item: i know this sounds pathetic, but i'm asking genuinely: would anyone be interested in reading actual things about my life — written in, you know, that elusive narrative voice and…

life update: it’s summer (yay?) and i’m writing again

Hello everyone! My apologies, first of all, for my rather long absence from this blog. I am currently at home from university, thanks to the grand you-know-what, and I haven’t been feeling particularly inspired lately. But I plan to spend the rest of the summer getting back into poetry; I hope to write a poem…

poem: the kids from yesterday

we are people waiting in the sunlight, going after stimulus after stimulus after stimulus. we are disenchanted: girls sitting, stitching embroidery into pants— boys making suits from torn-off skins, the flesh still wet and rotting. we are taken from text and retold as myth: a New Generation, all jazzed all pixelated, reliving 2003 like we…

life update: new profile picture, medium

It's probably temporary and I sort of hate it, but it's new. Also, yes, I am now on Medium, re-posting some of the better poems. Let's not talk about how my grades have suffered because I've been writing angsty poetry online instead of studying. Thank you all, as always, for reading! It means much more…

poem: apology to readers and followers, Feb. 2020

I am sorry that I cannot write conventional things: you would prefer anecdotes about depression and things that are easy to read, where a word is a word is a word.   I am sorry that I prefer nonsense; that my poetry is so abstract as to be ineligible that what I think is art…

mixtape: october 1, 2019

{for midnight dance parties, alone.} one. "Blame It on the Girls" & "Lollipop" by Mika. {for french songs so beautiful you stop your homework and stare at the rain and feel aesthetic and slightly in awe. good for writing poetry.} two. "Ne m'appelle pas" by Coeur de pirate. three. "Tout Oublier" by Angèle feat. Roméo.…