rose in midair

i could photograph the sky for the rest of my life over and over and over

we stand in the center of the bridge, raising Montrose over 59. i'm on your shoulders, singing songs in Spanish and waking the neighbor...

on valentine's day, the air was cold. i could feel the asphalt beneath us curling beneath its skin, holding its breath. the wind crept b...

and today, i strengthen my eyes and cheekbones against the palate of your hands perhaps when we sleep our souls heave out their anxiety and ...

sometimes we drink in architecture while walking under arches of light

"I give away moments of my body or my heart each day. And yet there are pieces of me I have never, ever let go. It's the second...

"I don't need a synagogue," you said, "I can pray inside my body." You slept without covering yourself. I couldn...

i've had nightmares recently i wake up crying, but not sweating. it's a weird transition to the Awake world. i'm not sure if i...

i had lunch with phil today, and i asked him, how do you know if he's the One? he said something like the following: " well...

that thing you do that bothers me, i wonder why you do it, because we see each other all the time same as that thing i need (writing to me),...