Writer. Storyteller. Coffee Drinking Bad Ass.
love poetry
partition
today, i am unpacking my inner landscapes and other topographies rearranging the map where the meridian curved and bowed around the space of you this business of boundaries was glorious, indeed, as i creased and folded to hide the parts of myself i did not want to see if i am a country, if […]
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i did not realize that blank white pages could scream your name so loudly but good stories, like good men, are hard to find – everything about you that rises must converge
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