❝And imagine that your mind is a blue sky, & every cloud represents a thought.❞

❝ teardrops blurred the skies that she's lost ❞

❝I have never been myself as much as I have with you and all these words.❞ A beginner's attempt at poetry, exploring a few different forms and voices while trying to convey loss and beauty. Organized alphabetically, so feel free to read in whatever order you like. Sept. 2013-June 2014 "eye of twilight" from Jan. 2016