on not knowing you

I knew you better before I knew you. I keep this statement in my mind cycling on repeat as I drive away, further and farther from you than I ever was when we… Continue reading

on an investigation

On these cold and changing days, window warped and ticker tape on the sidewalk, the world is a forgotten painting. I’m treading water in seas I’ve already swam so I know when to… Continue reading

On An Afternoon Boil

My mother always wandered around the house in the summers barefoot and doors open, a salt shaker in one hand and eating an egg. There’d be times where I didn’t see her eat… Continue reading

like cough syrup

I get convinced lately there is cough syrup running through my veins. Perhaps it’s the heat. It slows everything around you and I. I wind up lying in the backyard and counting stars… Continue reading

everything you want

We get circular on one another, deja vu in the deli section of the grocery store. Your hands on my hands in a movie theaters. I’ve been here before. I’ve gotten good lately… Continue reading

a letter for the lonely

I get you. I get brittle finger bones and watching the leaves wave. I get heart palpitations from listening to the local country radio station as I drive. Windows down, hair in knots,… Continue reading

on self

If I could tell you anything, I’d talk about streetlights in California and the first time I saw myself in need. I’d drink stale red wine all afternoon just to get good at… Continue reading

on the streets

We sit with bone crushed hands beneath the table making sure there are still knuckles to hold everything together. I’ve been shocked lately by how quick currents can carry us away from one… Continue reading

On What You Are

you are calloused hands and tangled curls long drive one lane roads home burnt timber, wood fire stove cast iron skillets and always never always already home you are shallow creek bed, cold feet,… Continue reading

better

I am settling into my skin again. I feel less the need by the hour, by the day, to reach out and collect the pieces I keep leaving all over the hardwood floor.… Continue reading

my Idaho

you took me in like you knew me, took me like you’d been waiting for me all those years. all these years. how you had everything I never knew I never had. your… Continue reading

on meteors

There is a meteor shower tonight. The sky is clear and the moon is thin. And I think about walking down the street and up the hill to lie on my back and… Continue reading

with you

Being with you feels like time travel feels like the inside of a coconut,  feels like jet lag on the streets of Nice.  Being with you feels like home, like burnt toast, like… Continue reading

on sacrifice

You cannot talk about what you cannot talk about. I am learning lately how folded in we get on ourselves and how like time, it can never really ever make sense. We point… Continue reading

wounded

We get wounded. We get dragged out back and shown the better parts of ourselves through sleet and snow and stammer out repetitions of denial. It’s hard to accept our own advice, to… Continue reading