religion

Note: See an updated version of this poem, along with a video performance, here. Growing up, I used to have this image. An image society placed in my mind, which grew…

The Weight It starts as a sort of hollow feeling in the pit of your stomach And spreads throughout your mind and body. Then it’s above your head, crushing you…

  I Feel Bleak I feel bleak. Bleak like a naked branch in the middle of winter’s frost. So bare, so dead-looking, in the middle of night’s coldness. I wonder.…