Soaked in partisan 

Slaps lungs tangled up with heart beats

Lost to stubbled life


Arm Hairs

Under the yellow moon
shadows are mistaken for life
our heartbeats set a marching tune
leading us to exposed, fatal heights

We stand on the edge arms raised
palpable darkness arrests our bodies
In alignment without praise 
our  arm hairs whisper love stories

And when they turn to hold eachother
of course  they’re already falling
emboldened by stars as their cover
Like entwined comets exhaling

2 thoughts in 10 minutes



Salt builds
reckless in my eyebrows
only to melt and drip
laughing into my tired eyes
stung by renewal I blink, swerve
and swear as I rub ribbons of
stress from my face with
glacier water so cold I can’t breathe
stings when it hits my hot skin


Free write
light bright
lost tonight
between the light
over the moon
under the shadows
off trail
use sheets as a sail
as we drift alone
just out of reach
fingertip to fingertip
unseen against the screen
lonely together
like it’s meant to be

When light is filtered
As it flickers assult driven
senses with black and white precision  and all that is left
is the right way to see the path
when all the wrong ways creep feral against the shadows

All the rocks and roots I trip against with my words and actions
In life are easily conquered
out here even as the light 
plays with my confedence
I am whole


I relish my breath
the deep and shallow depths of lung
that bring me to the highest
and lowest example of what it means
to be in me so hard it hurts
in ways lungs and legs
aren’t supposed to be meant to take

I Became less in the moment I became more
9 hours to triumph over
the nag (it’s just me!) as it slays my insides
insists I am destined for more
for strength
for confidence
while ripping my heart out of my chest
and piercing in it between my ears
I am scared I’ll be lonely and lost

I could have breathed deeper
for shorter and faster
for worse

Or better with the eyes of a child
it’s just you against yourself
out there in the the wild