Another Goodbye


Unwillingly she asked politely for her keys. “Silver Honda. The one right there.” I could see the pain behind her smile. Her hood was up to hide her hesitation, and the weather was acting accordingly. He stood behind her,…

thank you, 2016

Thank you, 2016.

Journal Entry Poetry

Thank you, 2016. Thank you for awkward transitions and free food. Thank you for the breakdowns; those tears that fell in my driveway…. (I should have never taken that piece of waffle while working at that fucking steak restaurant).…

Language Barriers - Travel Poems

Language Barriers


A poem inspired by a mesmerizing man I met on the road in Vietnam. He had lots of hair, a guitar, and a motorcycle. The only thing is that we couldn’t quite understand each other. “Language Barriers” is apart…