can you be half of a family? if one member is gone? does it have to be two or more, to declare the disability? it’s not a whole family....

interactions between strangers sisters your sister messages you on facebook because neither of you have each other's numbers you know...

if we could see our battery would a red 2% make us pause and take the time to recharge or would we see what we could do in the time left

i see the baby bird leap from the pine soon it will become the mom watching its baby leap knowing the flight

are we all just puppies on leashes sometimes we hold the leash in our mouths and believe we control the journey

why does sitting in a swing the sides digging into my hips make me feel like maybe everything on my shoulders isn't so heavy

dew drops on pine needles red blooms on tree veins twigs snapping underfoot nonchalant screams breaking free from bird beaks held closed...

im choking on invisible words that would rather slither through my veins dragging out past bits of pain past bits of stollen pleasure...

i was born with an abnormally small skull a Chiari malformation usually undetected until later in life when something else calls for an...

i like the idea of you reaching for my words while drunk then again i've always liked the idea of you reaching for me while drunk

bridesmaids that is one was late to the “getting ready” pictures her hair taking longer than expected & well, how do you center one...

You're the longest addiction I've ever had I'm not sure if I should count the time 'clean' Or the time of succumbing As a win

You can read my short piece "Such a Lovely Thing" online for free at The Bookends Review. TW: violence, suicide...

sometimes there’s this ache in Me that starts at my core, like a gaping in my chest, And it radiates Down from there, a need, Near...

Like the way fog drapes over the mountains and lies heavy in the belly of the valley, or the first blooms on a tree that glisten in...

I’ve had migraines since I was twelve Since my pediatrician would ask my mom what the orange lines were on my chin line Makeup, she had...

there’s a thirst inside me that won’t allow me to sleep a directionless longing hollowing me empty empty empty there’s a hunger inside me...

she smelled like hair dye and bad decisions if she had a tan line, I never found it I stayed up later than I ever had before just so I...