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an archive of everything

a becoming that insists

she restores the order in my universe everything around me seems brighter a better grasp of my own position through anchoring hers how do I deny such knowing such settling of peace…

mortality and becoming

I should be writing more. I want to, but I start telling myself a thousand reasons why not, and so I don’t. But I accumulate all these thoughts in my head and…

love is the world we can imagine

love is the world we can imagine when yours and mine collide. that sense of loss when we think of them apart. for the stories untold, the tears unshed, the joy unfelt….

you and I

you and I we are alight from the same source of life with you I feel unendingly bright inching away I watch the shadows grow I forget how it once felt to…

sunlight

there is sunlight. thousand-year trees. rare sightings of rainbows. I can see, smell, taste. my tears, my heart, people’s souls. I feel, I cherish, I let go. I breathe. a little of…

searching inward

It seems like a permanent condition, that no matter how much joy or fulfilment I feel, that I’ll inevitably slip into periods where I am just keenly aware of my shadow following…

crappy poem

I tried to write a crappy poem before the night gives to sleep to tell you how much you mean but all could be conjured was the scene of your light setting…