coconut carcass – a poem

coconut carcass Coconut carcasses lay in the black sand while the heavens paint a picture of violet soft serve ice cream. Australians catch their last waves of the day, foaming at the lip of infinity. Stars start to twinkle from the other side of the island, the city lights up And here on the beach, … Continue reading coconut carcass – a poem

safe in the known – koh lipe, thailand

safe in the known I want to be able to transport people with my words and take them to far off places they’ve never been. I want them to experience fire shows on the shores of an island somewhere in Thailand and be able to picture the blue water with ease and the way it … Continue reading safe in the known – koh lipe, thailand

meditations on the qualities – poems

A series of poems inspired by J. Ruth Gendler's The Book of Qualities: Love Love drinks rose tea and likes to keep rose quartz crystals on her windowsill. She always has fresh cut flowers in vases and pays a lot of attention to the details. She makes her bed most days except when she’s been … Continue reading meditations on the qualities – poems

i am the sun & moon – a poem

the sagittarius in me wants to travel and explore, leave without notice and explore both the inner and outer world of sandalwood incense and cypress trees and markets in morocco and oceans in australia. she wants to experience and think deeply. she wants to know herself from exploring outside herself. she wants to go deep. … Continue reading i am the sun & moon – a poem

drinks in India – a poem

we walk through markets and smells of sandalwood and burning plastic and cooked, oily dough. we finger mala beads and soft pants they call trousers we stop at cafes for drinks - in america, we refer to "drinks" when we want to go out for happy hour for glasses of wine and fruity cocktails but … Continue reading drinks in India – a poem

happiness – a poem

I am happiest when embraced by feeling. A soul gasp at the end of a song Drinking cheap red wine and blowing smoke out of dorm windows Climbing lifeguard chairs long after the sun has set because the view up here is closer to the stars Staying up past our self-imposed bedtime to read or … Continue reading happiness – a poem