[tabby title="Poet Bio"] swept up in the wonder of flight,as ignorant as Icarus must have beento wax and feathers’ inadequaciesagainst the sky’s fire-in-residence, I burned and fell. there was no shame in watchingmy makeshift wings melt — only the pain...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] I wanted to love him without his voicebeing the small god to whom I offered myself at night;a threshing floor sacrifice, clandestine,not destined for or deserving of the morning light. I wanted ceremonial bonfire;drums and drunken delusionto...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] perhaps a spark, an inklingof possibility beyond desire perhaps a raging forest fire perhaps we slow dancenaked in a burning room perhaps we try to outrun it all the wars, the revolving doorof R.I.Ps and I’m sorry’s...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] a year ago,a day in june ended1.59 millisecondstoo early, the shortest dayever recorded. we begrudgingly forgavethe interning angelwho made the errorand life went on. today i bring it upin a prayer-turned-argument where i demandmy 1.59 mil-lisecondsback. i...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] if you can bear it, let us embracebefore my heart forgets your chest & allow me one last glance at your facebefore my eyes forget perfection’s best incarnation in human form& while my hands are still warm...