The mirror doesn’t just show me now, it keeps old versions of me alive. I lean in,and there he is,standing just behind my eyes,younger, unscarred,still believing in thingsI quietly buried. For a momentwe share the same face,but not the same life. His eyes are brighter.Mine are heavier.Somewhere between ustime learned how to take without asking. […]

Wi-Fi’s gone againI talk to my plants insteadthey need therapy 0

I draft myself in graphite,sketching outlines of a manI promise I will someday be.The paper is thin,creases spreading like doubtsin the corner of my mind. Every page begins with fire,but each ember diesbefore the ink arrives.Half built towers,unfinished bridges,I leave them strandedin the white margins of time. People ask for stories,I give them sketches,rough drafts […]

Winter is coming, the kids are hungry.not from fate,not from the tilt of the earth,but from men in warm roomscounting coin by firelight. They let the shelves go bare,they let the prices climb,they feed their pockets fatwhile children chew on time. The snow falls heavierbecause it was ordered to.The wind cuts deeperbecause profit sharpens the […]

Nothings wrong.Everything’s wrong.The walls are fine,but I feel them lean. The air is clean,but it tastes of backlash.The ground is steady,but I want it to break. No wound.Still bleeding.No fire.Still burning. Nothings wrong.Everything’s wrong.I am furious for no reason at all. 4