My Poetry

nonpoem

poetic love is so often violence love is war, is agony love tears you apart and you die for it and it’s worth it, because it’s love maybe...

Written at a Poets Breakfast on the second-to-last day of the 2022 WFF

A few thoughts on being young and queer

a poem about redecorating your bedroom and Nothing Else

A poem written, in its entirety, while waiting in line at a Subway