A.C.B.

I’m going to be honest with you in a way that feels a little dangerous because anything less would be a performance. I want you. Not abstractly. Not politely. I…

Relationship Anarchist

I remember the first rule I ever brokeit was not a law it was a promisesoft as a couch cushion at 3 a.m.your shoes by the doormy heart trained to…

love and heartbreak

today i’m walking down the cracked sidewalk thinking about youand the way your laugh spilled across the room like sunlight caught in a jarand how my chest would twist when…