Depression · Free Verse · Mental Health

Brittle | Poems that Suck

You were frail in body while I
 was delicate in mind, yet we curled
  around and underneath each other trying
   to provide comfort to one another - because

You held me as I fell to pieces
 in your hands, mind ridden and soul
  overflowing with trauma, pain and anxiety.
   You held on until I stopped crumbling - not

Then I held you, in your emaciated
 brittleness, all edges and angles, as
  you allowed yourself the space to dissolve
   in my hands, slipping through my fingers - like

Somehow we held each other up, 
 held each other together, just barely. 
  Maybe that's what two people do for
   one another; the simple kindness of - offering
                                               as we try to
                                                  weather our way
                                                     through the shitstorm.

More Cool Stuff

I woke up on Christmas Eve to the news that Clarendon Publishing will be publishing my poem, October Maple, in their upcoming poetry anthology called Poetica 2. I am but one of many, many poets included in this anthology. So maybe you want to check it out to see some other amazing writers!

Also, this blog is up to 50 followers! Thanks so much to everyone who’s been following me on this crazy little journey. 🙂 ❤

Free Verse · Love · Sex

Sexual Insomnia | Poems that Suck

I think about you late at night,

when I’m trying to fall asleep

which is counterproductive to



I think about me stripped

bare beneath you, legs spread

wide in eager welcome and you



There is a feeling of awe

each time you slide into me

and I look down the long length

of you

(to watch).


Yet, even though these images

make the vein in my neck throb

I still fall into a deep, peaceful



Heads Up!

Good morning everyone!

Since it’s been posted on Facebook I feel it’s ok to announce this here.

As you know, Newington Blue did Volume 1 & 2 of Buk 100 (second volume to be complete before Christmas, if all goes well) but, they’ve announced that they will be publishing two single author chapbooks next year (one prose and one poetry). The wonderful Michael D. Meloan has been chosen for the first chapbook (prose) – of which I’m thrilled to get my hands on – and yours truly has been picked for the second!

I’m blown away by the love and support Newington Blue is showing me. The chapbook will be 40+ poems, accompanied by illustrations. 40+ poems is a lot for any writer – but especially for me who is basically unknown and unpublished. I’m just… overwhelmed with gratitude.

So what does this mean for you?

I have daily poems scheduled until the middle of January. After that, I will be scaling my poems back significantly – probably one per week. I want to take the next two months to focus on writing fresh material for the book (which will be exclusive to it). It’s likely that I will not return to posting daily, and stick to a poem a week.

I am playing with diversifying my content as well – I do have some short stories (kinda) that I am thinking about sharing. So we’ll see.

Thank you all so much for your likes, follows, and beautiful comments. I am so greatful for them all!

I’ll keep you guys informed of what’s going on along the way with the book. 🙂


Your filthy minded poet 🙂