here's what your boy's up to: making this blog primary operations base or whatever, which involves moving all the lit i've written from various places on the internet and depositing them here & in the same vein, establishing a proper poetry archive, so that if you like my work, it's all in one place. this site is still somewhat under construction in some ways, and in other ways is absolutely good to go. hope you enjoy your visit / like my writing / have a nice day / i don't know: what do you want?
i have 3 second interludes where i think we’re in love. i spend the other 23 hours, 59 minutes and 57 seconds knowing that’s implausible. knowing that love is too pretty a word for whatever this is.
blackbirds in my lungs. 