Social Distancing

A poem

The Self-Saboteur

I met this lady a while ago, and I must admit, I don’t like her much. She goes against my morals, and stands for everything I stand against. She does what she wants against any sound advice.

Sex Doll Pt. 1

A Poem

Deserved It

A Poem

Nappy

A Poem

Grateful

Originally a Thanksgiving poem (kinda).

Delete My Number

A poem about those unwanted, persistent texts when you give away your real number (like a dummy) to someone you just met

Open Mic Anxiety!

It was a warm September night, and I was pacing under the white glow of towering street lamps trying to retain my liquid anxiety. I needed to pee. My heart was in my throat. I felt physically weak. I was about to do my very first open mic performance, and I was terrified.

The Smell

A Poem

Close Knit, Pt. 2

A Poem