“Let the world burn through you. Throw the prism light, white hot, on paper. “

-Ray Bradbury

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Untouched Love

When I think of love, I do not think of lips I do not think of touching hands Or brushing knees Or exploring lands Just you and me I think of my best friend’s voice And how they apologized for its sound I think of the girl I met at a slumber party Who buried […]

The Monologue

Written in the wee small hours of the morning, high on lack of sleep and love for a dear friend. This is one of my favorite pieces, neither traditional poem […]


I have had several revelations in the past couple of months; one of which being the discovery of touch aversion. In a society where touch is everything in a […]

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