Ordinary things can be extraordinary.
Never grow up, that was the rule. . .
When your heart breaks, it shatters into a million pieces. Some small and some too large for you to carry… Read more Broken Glass (Poem)
second chances are a blessing. but a third, fourth, a fifth- that’s a hamster stuck in a hamster wheel. he… Read more Hamster Wheel of Second Chances (Poem)
A spoken word performance of LGBTQ oppression and resistance.
the mint tin box.
here’s to the quiet ones. who bite their tongue, and grip their teeth. holding back the tears, with a smile… Read more Here’s To The Quiet Ones
we shot for the moon, but got lost amongst the stars. separated by a sea of galaxies, billions of specs… Read more Fallen Star (Poem)
But please. My soul needs sleep. So haunt it another day. . .
that kind of love exists. believe me, I know. . .
sometimes i feel you pull the tether. waiting for me to pull back. . .
Our love drowned to the bottom of the ocean.
Please understand. I’m not a bad man. I’m just a man. . .
I can’t help but overthink. A dreadful clash between who, what, when, where and why. Who am I? What am… Read more A Stranger in My Own Body