Hello there,


Here are some poems and thoughts I get before I forget to write them down. In this space I am free to be uncontextualized, but I've left quite a few breadcrumbs - maybe you'll find yourself in here? This is only the beginning.


the living spirit
presents itself in dreams
upon waking life
Vital Life Force
Apr 2019

In slowed down moments, the scent of whiskey, of salt in the afternoon sweat.


A brief glance, a sharp inhale, a masquerading shape - softens the threat. 

World Stop