Category Archives: poetry

It’s crazy how fucking fast time flies, huh. Last night some dude I was conversing with at MOTR brought up the Cincy riots and I immediately remembered that today is the day, 12 years ago, that Nate and I first … Continue reading →

Yeah. So it’s been three years, today. And I don’t even really know what that means anymore. In fact, I call bullshit on the whole time theory we all seem content enough to agree on. Because the way I see (feel) … Continue reading →

More from Nate. I like this one.

Another poem that Nate stuck under my pillow, when I was with Brook. You know, I actually used to yell at him for doing that. I just can’t even comprehend that right now. Fireflies in the summer christmas Meadow Lips … Continue reading →

It’s been quite a while since I’ve posted anything. I’ve tried, but I just.. sometimes it makes me too sick to my stomach.. to even try to wrap my head around the fact that.. I’m posting Nate’s poetry, only because … Continue reading →

Back in late 2001, a few months after his heroin overdose, Nate and I took kind of a relationship break while he went to detox/live in a tipi in southern KY. Partially to do some soul searching and partially for … Continue reading →

I don’t even know what that means anymore. I really don’t. For me, time completely stopped at about 6:30pm last Feb 1. Honestly, I can still blink and not be sure if a half second or whole day just passed. … Continue reading →

Creamy skin landscaped over rolling hills Candles laugh out shadows tickling through the trees Candles becoming distant campfires Refocusing toward thrills I walk my fingers lightly, unfocused to her knees Feet with miles under them, floating above my lips Forgetting what … Continue reading →

the soul is the core sometimes thrown away only to flourish instead of decay to grow from the earth, the source, and the shade the sun and straight time… a life in a day

Something about her lips and her eyes Trade up no more, nor compromise The beauty stands tall, the trees feed moths Those lips and eyes, you’ll forget her thighs The emotion proposed insightful lips Their form, their poise, a soundless … Continue reading →