Miss You Before I Kiss You

Leave when I wanna I’m so fuckin’ gonna Tara shoulda stayed in Carolina North or South Which sounds sweeter? I kinda don’t need her We smoked hella weed Take the keys Rake the leaves  I loathe the trees Drive the car Hit the bar Get a new scar Cross state lines Rack up a fineContinue reading “Miss You Before I Kiss You”

Dating in September

An autumn sunsetwhips through the windwhispers from withinof a shadowy figureI so fucking figuredI met her on Tinderfor dinnerWe mingledAmong the crowdfar too loudheaded homefor her roomchains and whips, she likesshaking were her hipsShe’s coming againNo.ReallyShe’s coming againAs inShe’s atthe doorfor more. (Wattpad, Amazon Kindle.)

Forgotten by You (But I Want You Back!)

A brisk moonlight lingers The delicate strokes of an old painting Folded a moldy picture mint perfect Attracts dust Beneath the cracks In the rearview mirror He whimpers A whisper A chance encounter Poses a memory He quivers The withering silence of her voice is violence Her body entices With Irish He wants To tasteContinue reading “Forgotten by You (But I Want You Back!)”

Vivian Cradles Toxicity

A loose evergreen tie Fixed with duct tape Don’t duck with A tint of a hint of Escape On the creases of my neck No white lie Here’s why She’s coming by. Is bi To tangle between Satin bedsheets With her hands, she strangles The heck out of my throat What’s next? A candlelit chandelierContinue reading “Vivian Cradles Toxicity”

Tight Jeans (Take Them Off)

 “It’s a sin,” a girl said loud enough for only me to hear, hugging a biology book. We’re sitting in the library finishing our last assignment of the semester. This girl had dark hair, a black skirt, black lipstick, more than enough eyeshadow, and a dark-blue Hurley t-shirt. I was used to blonde hair andContinue reading “Tight Jeans (Take Them Off)”

Revenge (It’s Not You, It’s Me)

 “Your dad is in a better place, and I’m sure he’s looking down on you from Heaven,” I said, massaging Leah’s shoulders at her father’s funeral.  “You really believe that shit?” Leah said, raising a brow. “I shouldn’t even be here.” Leah folded her arms. “Have I ever been wrong before?” I gave her aContinue reading “Revenge (It’s Not You, It’s Me)”

More Than A Feeling

Strangers tangle through what’s left of a brisk September night, falling for the win with sensitive skin stuck to warm breaths she takes between kisses, seeking, never finding a never ending circle of the chase for the chase of a tattoo with dilated pupils beside Crystal Lake with her black lipstick stuck to the creasesContinue reading “More Than A Feeling”

I’ll Always Love You (Even After You Kill Me)

Like a disembodied cloud spoils what’s left of a fall day, a ghost slips through the cracked closet when she closed the floor to a trapdoor—thick droplets of blood trickled the length of the rusty blade of a knife she gripped quite tight. An escape she makes through a route she’d well planned out. AnContinue reading “I’ll Always Love You (Even After You Kill Me)”

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A Bi-Line Might Work

“But you can’t meet my parents,” Rachel said, dropping her chin and holding her head in her hands. “It’s just–“ “What’d I do wrong?” I raised a brow. Rachel and I didn’t fight. We didn’t hold grudges. We’d get whatever we’d needed to off our chests and move forward.  Rachel blew out her lips. “YouContinue reading “A Bi-Line Might Work”

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