The shoe fit in the desert. I longed to see him there. As he was. Then.

I see only sorrow with laughter after the uhnn. The sound made when

a slip occurs. A slice of darkness through the light. Obsessing, a game

I’ve played a lifetime and now again here in this Blue City. He sits 

apart from me. I look at him incessantly. Watching for a sign that 

he doesn’t love me anymore. His face stoic. My hunger unbearable.

Always wanting more. Awake with the pain of a longing met in a desert.

 

— From the solo collection, Take It In  

     [Available for Acquisition]

 

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I appreciate that I can see

what I see

when I see it.

I’m a pioneer of outta order

I get profound

When I lean over a kitchen sink

 

I wasn’t complaining

I was exclaiming

And I didn’t do it

to forget

whatever 

you forgot.

 

— From the solo collection, abstract romance  

     [Available for Acquisition]