Category Archives: poetry

some people chase storms

give me the year to be gutted

I sit in a quiet clarity these days

I’m carving values

I needed the thrill

I want to wake up somewhere new.

I learned how to be with someone new
who didn’t talk or walk or even look like you

you know
when you’ve made a mistake

a trembling forest of saplings

I sat in the dark
after power was sucked
from the city.