stupid boy who waits

I don’t wake up alone every night —but it might as well feel that way.I’ve left bars with women whose faces I can picturebut whose names vanish by sunrise.They pour…

Something about love

Love’s a loaded gun with no safety— I kissed the barrel, dared it to save me. Midnight prayers in a language we made, Tongues like switchblades, vows like grenades. You…
Last letter to A

Last letter to A

I love you with a powerful, transformative, radical love. I love you like revolutionaries fighting for the same cause on opposite sides of the globe recognize and love each other.…