“You’re killing life from the sound of it and that makes me so happy!”
Pockets, Twenty-Twelve
Santa Ana Winds
101 to the 405
Not For Sale
If It Wasn’t For the Nights
Lick Your Wounds
All the Letters I Sent You
Queers in Love at the End of the Sidewalk
Poem Recognizing Someone in the Street
fogging up a window
zebra / black & white horse
there is no smoking allowed in this building
Missed Connections Word Search
night moves
Fool’s Pantomime
THINGS THAT AREN‘T DAUGHTERS
studio apartment
HOW TO FLY
birdsong in translation
Body of Work
I, Salome
everyone i know is falling in love
commute
in real life
runner
Matinée
New Plant
Magnetic
Whole
How Not to Be Serious
I billow my blanket three times
Orange Night
nine-twelve p.m. in march
Quarter
patheticfallacy
a false start
Slacktivism
Life Hack
Winning an Argument
Catching Up With a Friend
Graduation Eve
Sunlight: Thoughts, Advice, Junk