I miss you like this is all there is - the desire...
Every morning, I want to say everything to you...

I don’t remember much of last year
(except hospitals and hardships...

Whispers behind the wall hinge
themselves to skin cells like...

My classmate across the psychology room
finally spoke up...

I can still hear them whispering,
Everyone thinks I'm paranoid...

staring at my coffee cup,
flies begin to gather...

Fly from this earth,
that's what she crossed her fingers for...

I hid under a reverberating seashell
while you scratched your defected fists...

Strong, dark brown legs
speaking to the floors...

One month
It's October already...

Can lungs...

I have always been concerned with my health habits
like what I inhale and the choices I stoop over...