Poetry: Romeo & Jew

among the smoke, strippers, & mirrors, i found a strapping fellow throwing singles,
and soon after,
we weren’t.

— May 20, 2020 —

Plenty of Fish

Whether an un(tin)canny resemblance to Tuna, or a fixation with blowholes, I’ve caught & released plenty of fish — but want an Aquaman who flips my fin to full fillet.
— Nov 27, 2018 —

Poetry: My Old Fashioned

Your power to poison me, the potency, filled me with fear.
You had my heart on reserve,
until you asked for the check.

— Sept 9 2018 —

Bach At It

Lord of the (Engagement) Rings:

Return of the Fling