Poetry

living

worry

Haunted

city girl

Mom, why do you swear so much?

Love Language: a burning haibun

between

Work in progress.

Just in case.

Why do you write?

it’s my party and I’ll cry whether I want to or not

bad habits

My Favorite Weapon

the empties

let go

Summer Wear

Depression To-Do List

pyrolysis

Antidote

A Random List of Confessions

Before and After

Why I only have panic attacks after the kids are in bed.

Creative Process

Tomorrow

Because the universe is not obligated to tell me of your passing.

I want to talk about anime, not what I do all day.

Conversation (A Hyperlink Poem)

Thoughts at 1 am

Some Days

Reminder

A Safe Distance

Everyday Dragons

Only