thought·shelf

I’d like to think that I’ll go on a date and this will happen: my date will be wearing a mask because he’s very responsible, and I will...

I hate having dated Hate knowing what could have been If not for me Or not their fire If not for fire or lack thereof. If not for me, we...

Have you ever thought about whether you’re trustworthy? I would understand if people don’t trust Me at first; I talk a lot and look like...

I own a lot of mirrors. Some would say too many, but they make my space feel much larger, so Some can hop off. In my old apartment I...

please read this slowly I write to you from the Shoebox Stage, upper level, where I am currently sipping something brown and bittersweet...

I lose track of the number of people who have told me at one point or another that they 'just have so much going on in their head.' Don't...

This was written exactly a year ago. I have no idea what it’s about. Enjoy my art while I step back behind the twigs Where I don’t feel...

you snake! I meditated, I left the door open My eyes followed your comet as it passed through space Over jagged caverns and inverted...

Right now I want to be promiscuous - reckless? I want to trust, but also to revel, in its shallowness. I want to make bad decisions,...

In another life, we met briefly at a concert. I watched you walk away then returned to my conversation. In another, I saw you on a train....

"What will you do with your time today, sweet one?" They say chewing harder, tougher foods really helps define your jaw structure. so I...

Is dating harder now? Well, I am. But I'm also softer than before. Please don't let me slip. What makes you feel like you're softer now?...

There are tiny children in me made of furious, shifting dust. They’re pushing against my ribs and passing through each other, aware only...

My bed looks the same every day. As I get into it, as I make it, as I stand from it, as it peeks into view past my computer screen. But...

Feb 16, ‘23 I've stained my upholstery and muddied my floors. I've cracked my mug and shattered my phone. This is why we can't have nice...

April 2, 2023. A momentous day for my stang power's track record: Fed a friend's cat Crossroads Consignment - neon vest, lime green...

Craft Night, January 26, 2023: "if you're into that type of stuff: what've you been watching, reading, listening to?" "Now that's...

Dressed in cocoa, shaking from caffeine and nerves, looking into bright, complex eyes I can imagine myself staring into those eyes from...

I leaned over the side of my bed and saw stars above my neighboring building I had to really get low to see them Almost two years they've...

You could touch my skin. My back, my neck, my forearms. But they can't touch you back. Can't trace your worry lines Or mirror the path of...