Sweet Nothings, Part 1

I
You frost exotic lips with domestic gloss
then offer your demure smiles through them. You blink
eyelashes over full-moon eyes with half-moon heart.
Tell me: do you feel like a monument here?
My arms around your soft torso will hold in
your poltergeists. I will kiss belonging onto your
hesitant, snowglobe cheeks and comb assurance through
strands of black hair until you sweat out your missteps. Please,
let me be a patchwork quilt hung over your disbelief.

Video Form II — House, MC

I have been painfully inactive for a while, due mostly to some major life changes that have been taking place. I graduated college and moved permanently to Georgia to begin work at a new job.

I should also note that I spent a week in West Palm Beach, Florida with the Java Monkey poetry team. We made it to semi-finals and took second in our bout there, narrowly missing finals stage. There's always next year.

In any case, I have finally recorded a new video for my Youtube channel. It's a track called House, MC (get it?).



Download House, MC now!

West Palm

I've been out of touch for a long time. I just moved to Smyrna and I don't have any internet access in my apartment yet.

Right now, though, I'm in West Palm Beach, FL for the National Poetry Slam. The first Java Monkey preliminary bout is tomorrow at 9PM. I'll be as in touch as possible.