Poetry

Vanish

This House

History

portrait of the missing friend

Recovery

guilty until proven — innocent

speech

and i am here

one room and an abundance of stories

The shape of things in the dark

Metal Tongue

Asleep

Every Thursday

They found you

To sleep

Bed Fourteen

Behind the steering wheel

Toxic Instinct

The words I swallowed

Letter to Ekko

Connection

Murderous Mia

Confessions of the hospital bed

In relation to

Leftover Grief

I’m not ready to die yet

Breakup letter to my Depression

Buli(mia)

Assembly Line

Honestly, me

Forecast

spiders in my throat

Paranoia

My pain is not pretty

x-ray

Hunger Pains

hide and seek

a letter to myself

Sit Beside Me

A letter to myself, whoever that is.

Person, Not Diagnoses

A Hidden Heaven

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