I could consume you
Breathe you in until
Nothing is left between us
A person could not determine
The lines between me & you





Poetry, short prose, & general musings.
You are my legacy
A light continuing to shine
Long after I’m gone
My love fuels the flame
May you burn so bright
The years must squint
At your everlasting beauty.

Swimsuits drying on a porch baluster
Toys strewn about
Chair fabric stained
Feet landing in sticky places on the floor
Board and batten splattered with Nutella
Delicious wool rug pulled from little truck tires
Crumbs collecting in corners
As much as I long
For things to be tidy, beautiful, esthetic
I want more for them to be used up
Overworked
So that my home
Becomes like my favorite sweater
Crumpled, soft, a hug.







I can’t be who I truly am
No one would understand
They would start to feel
Uncomfortable with this deal
To truly know all my flaws
Peel away niceties, be raw
They couldn’t handle the grit
Of all my pessimistic shit
They enjoy me when I’m clean
Tied up neat and gleam
My mood tempered and mild
When I’m docile as a child
If they only saw my sad days
How I drink too much, forget to pray
Cry until I’m wrung out
Would they think of me differently and doubt?
The depth of my love goes unchanged
No matter my personal derange
So please accept me as I am now
That’s the only way to make this vow.