A collection of my poems. I write pretty poetry for my eyes to consume, my heart to digest, and hopefully someone to savor the tastes with. Artwork: Maximilian Pirner, 'The Sleepwalker', 1878

Just stuff about me

Letters written from someone who decided to isolate their self from loved ones just to stay in a room and acquiring nothing but their mind and one device.

Something that probably means nothing

It is so much easier to turn "I" into "she" and Him into "he" because it is so much easier to take the blame off of me.

My depressing poetry.