So Real

It hurts the most when I can hear your voice, when I listen to someone speak, and your voice comes out instead. My eyes, my brain, they know it’s not you, but my ears, my heart, they don’t see it that way. The moment your vibrations hit me, I’m lost, again, in all the things […]

Apocalypse

I miss you like raindrops and peaches and poetry that I’ve heard but can never capture. This wasteland wanting nags at the edges of memory and squashes circles of small illumination with smoke and pieces of my heart. And I miss you like hot days and sea-breeze nights, like childhood and gray clouds bursting with […]