His eyes looked like someone caughtmid-confession—not loud, not shaking,just still,like the moment right before a dam gives. He didn’t say …

What His Eyes Couldn’t Bury

It’s not sadness.That would imply he still feels something.This?This is the space sadness leaves behindwhen it fucks off,and the only thing leftis …

Dead Before the Funeral

We are a fucking car crash,metal crunching bone,gasoline in the air,sparks spitting like venom in the gutter.Your voice is the hiss of a lit match,…

Razor Wire

The woods don’t want you—not really.They just let you inlike a body takes a bullet:no choice,just impact. You cross the tree lineand the air changes—…

What the Forest Doesn’t Say

What to say to people?Say the thing you bury.The thing you choke downwhen the room’s too brightand everyone’s smilinglike their teeth mean something.…

Say It Like It Bleeds

You have the floor.Good.Because I’m tired of swallowing things whole—grief, rage, silence—like they’re vitamins meant to make me better. Go ahead, …

Undeniable

Ugly isn’t scars.It’s clean skinand a mouth full of rot. It’s a smile that cutsand stays polite.It’s kindnesswith a leash. Ugly is the lietold like …

They Called It Normal

I held it allinside my chest—anger, regret,every dirty secretI thought made meunworthy,ugly truthspiled uplike garbageI couldn’t buryfast enough. I …

Chokehold

He’s already breathlessand I haven’t even taken off his pants.I love him like this—laid out,watching mewith that mix of need and awelike he doesn’t …

Messy on Purpose “Explicit Content”

You take your time with me.like you’re reading a book you never want to finish.fingers dragging over skinwith a kind of reverence that undoes memore …

Ruin Me Slow “Explicit Content”