i called you an old flame to a new friend who has never heard your name out of my lips before an old flame it makes you sound li...

you've been seeping back in spreading through my veins a sickness first in dreams then in faces i let myself forget           ...

in trying to say goodbye,                                        gracefully i do not know where to put my hands.                  if i w...

September 18, 2014 I am throwing out all of the clothes you touched me in. I am burning every poem with your name in it. But I am st...

You see, we’re tired, my heart and I, We dealt with books, we trusted men,  And in our own blood drenched the pen. ― Elizabeth Ba...

I know you would say 'you owe me nothing'    But I know you think I owe you                                                       ...

i'm trying to be honest               for a change but you look better when i say        your hair smelled of lemons              a...

there is a warm bed on the floor of a cold room but it is not a home to me i cannot feel safe curled next to a man who says he wear...

i've been thinking lately about                   skin catching myself staring at the stranger       on the café bench wondering...

questions for the woman i was last night  how far have you walked for men who’ve never held your feet in their laps? how often ha...