deadbeat tailor seat | copy paste lips | a poem that hasn’t aged one bit November 4, 2021February 6, 2022

hair/thorn | paper/crypt | a smudged lipstick poem November 3, 2021February 6, 2022

alpha/lamentation | kitchen table/snapped | a sour water poem October 28, 2021

altars and mass graves | a poem, discarded and recollected October 24, 2021February 6, 2022

ghosts around the kitchen table | a poem rereading your body October 22, 2021February 6, 2022

when reality kills, art resuscitates | a poem on ashen soil October 22, 2021

shame on you for sleepwalking | a mental health poem against vampires October 6, 2021

you know where it hurts | a dead skin poem September 21, 2021

they’ll put their hands around your neck and call it an embrace | a poem against vampires September 20, 2021February 6, 2022