tap into the sap of a human body we're rich in nutrients and abundant in self pity ___________________________ a poetry book dedicated to unmarked Salem graves @timespieces copyright 2019

"eloquence is a painting of the thoughts."

i blame you for the blue skies

because that which makes us human is that which we think makes us less human

living proof that art is fluid in form ___________________________________________ a poetry anthology written in fruit juice and cheap ink ----------------------------- in loving memory of the past @timespieces copyright 2018

it will make sense in the morning.

let's moonwalk on this lonesome town forever

[ TO AMÉLIE, THE MOON ] floating listlessly to mars, recounting the story of two lovers separated by stars. i've told this one before, haven't i?

what's to believe? october 2019

drop by my house at half past noon; we'll make small talk of murder over chamomile tea © VANGOHS, 2017