Library

I’m sitting in the university’s library, fourth floor. It’s quiet. People are working hard here. They don’t work hard on the first floor. It’s like a slow progression of seriousness the higher you go. Sometimes I feel that’s why I love New York City, too. I’m playing Adele. The guy I’m supposed to be with…

Words

When you realize your words mean nothing to anyone, then you realize you are no longer a writer. You are no longer a poet. You are no longer a lyricist. You’ve lost what defined you. Time to find a new passion, a new hobby, a new definition. Good luck.

Tiny Heroes

I remember on the flight from Helsinki to Toronto this past summer, there was a thunderstorm in Toronto that we were flying into. Clearly there was a lot of turbulence, and though I’d been on many planes and never before would have said I was afraid of flying, I was pretty damn scared. It didn’t…

Fight

I remember you told me that you loved that I stood up for my vegetarianism. You said you loved when I believed even in the wild, immoral, and extraordinary things. I guess I don’t stand up for much. Not anymore. I don’t know what I desire in this life. Ever since I lost the one…

Industrial Revolution

Something’s steaming inside of me. Some sort of excitement for things I’ve never known before. I miss what I haven’t met. I’ve dreamed of things that haven’t been yet. I’m a building in New York looking down at every rising business, every China town. I am burning like the lights, burning brighter, actually. I can’t…

“Time Heals All Wounds”… Yea right.

It was over exaggerating our across-the-border relationship. It was finding time after the church service to share genuine kisses. It was taking time once a week to get to your place, or for you to get to mine. It was listening to your younger sister tease us. It was us thinking she didn’t understand love…

What I Keep Wanting to Tell You

It’s been so long. I hardly look at you now. It’s just my luck that I found someone who shares so much in common with you, though. I told him he was very different from you, because I’ve said so many bad things about you. But maybe it was a lie. I kiss him and…

A Letter to a Daughter

Darling, you’re sitting on the floor right now toes folded into your lumpy feet. Your bangs are brushing your brows and your smile is brushing paint over canvases of inspiration. Your life is waiting ahead of you. Your masterpiece is getting started. But darling, we don’t have to worry about that now. You’re holding the…

Torn

She sleeps on my lungs. She plays on my rib cage. She eats from my heart. In the sinews of a ghost lie stories I want to know. In the rivers of irises swim loves I want to feel. But when I begin to walk, she puts anchors on my heel. I hear the wind…

Out of the Box

A bird landed its feet in the sandy snow whistling something he heard from long ago And a baby cries as the parents take her from the chilled car to somewhere safer They’re not sure where they’re going. Should they even be here? I feel the same way, too when I begin to fear. My…

Carve

Glasses clashed for kinship, but I suppose she was used to war. She sat alone in a leather chair in the far back. Her back was flat and diagonal. I wondered if her mind was, too. Black beams darted from her eyelids. I wondered if her sun was dark, too. How interesting a white blouse…