Unnamed Constellation

Unnamed Constellation

How many loves can this heart hold? I circle the nexus of the universe picking up stars as I go and sliding them into pockets like tendrils of milky way trailing behind me. I am a constellation yet to be named. Hopelessly bleeding light like a whale gutted into the...
Unnamed Constellation

Inconvenient Whispers

The things, people, places, ideas that have significantly shaped my life have never screamed my name at the top of their lungs in an open field for all to see. The things that were always meant for me, they whisper. Forever. Until you answer. They are underneath the...