I fell in love in the fifth grade. I loved him because he hunted turkey
Finding Out
Fit for a Scarecrow
I never found your brown corduroy
girl thing
she is a girl thing. she is a dreamy thing
Art by Hanna Wright
I like to use bold lines and bright colors
Rest in Pieces
Please let me be a part of your
One Line
I’ll tap myself
Emily Dickinson Watches The Three Stooges
I beg you to cease your antics
Watching You
bright day
clocks
nuzzled into his breast
Silent Prayer
We stand at the door, a threshold between us
Wings
I’m a house bursting with neon
