my faith is in no living thing it’s in the grain I bake into my bread the butter I fold into my pastry it’s in the way I know I annoy people even when I try not to at home, at school, in the workplace It’s in my tears and in my breath, in my […]

when you call for Death and Death can’t take you when your mother finds you. when your brother tells you that it can’t happen because he watches you, loves you I have never felt more trapped  

when I cry about you I won’t tell them what it means. enough happened in recent memory that you aren’t the one on my friends’ minds. I lost enough people this year that it’s acceptable to start weeping in public space. It’s commendable (to my friends) that we recognize our losses. The worst part is […]