A seasonal poem written for an old love of mine. It really shows my personal growth from hardship.

For another old love of mine. A poem of longing, desire, and wishful thinking.

Trigger warning: multiple references to drug use, language. Taste of chocolate lingering on lips. Sky blue eyes, smoky fingertips. Two stacked cups, two strange boys, One with privilege, one with no ...

A poem of anxiety and addiction culminating in the clouds.

Leaving the ocean behind gave me the blues.

I'm simply trans and proud.

A poem written for a friend during their addiction. I just had to tell them what they mean to me.