I fell in love with a physicist, and then we lost ourselves. Maybe there are places we can all be happy. We just need to find those places. Or maybe they don't exist.

and black holes. Poetry based on my book, earth.

another episode of ethan's shite love life

That is what she said to me, I think.

found myself writing poetry... somebody stop me... again.

kuuipo ring for a wahine. i pulled an Irene and decided to write fictional poetry because why not.

Poetry on nature and experience

the trees can hear you so speak kindly

Grab a cup of tea and let's have a chat.

Charlie doesn't speak, so he paints.