A lil black phone with my poems in

Ghazal for Lu From the pages of a fantasy novel, I fell into your arms, You were powerless to resist my ample charms. Through ev...

  Ghosting I would have had this end differently; a reconciliation or  at least a tumultuous explosion that lit up  the sky rather than the ...

Short is my superpower My students dubbed me SMOL (small and adorable), short is my superpower. Don’t call on me for painting ce...

Shade You might think crossing over, entering the universal consciousness would bring you closer to the allignment of love. Appa...