Occupation: Poet Birth: August 13, 1975
Do you know they found land mines in woman's souls..
Yes, I like girls; Yes, I like boys; I like boys who like boys; I like girls who wear toys and girls who don't; I like girls who don't call themselve….
I would kiss you in the middle of the ocean during a lightning storm cuz I'd rather be left for dead than wondering what thunder sounds like..
I’d cut my soul into a million different pieces just to form a constellation to light your way home. I’d write love poems to the parts of yourself yo….
For Halloween I'm gonna be emotionally stable. No one's gonna know it's me..
I’ve written this poem before but always through a window, never through an open door..
I know you think this world is too dark to even dream in color, but I’ve seen flowers bloom at midnight. I’ve seen kites fly in gray skies and they w….
Everything but "I LOVE YOU" is small talk..
Hey, are you a boy or a — never mind, can I have a push on the swing?” And some day, y’all, when we grow up, it’s all gonna be that simple..
My heart is a parachute that has never opened in time..
We were all born on days when too many people died in terrible ways, but you still have to call it a birthday..
I know a thousand things louder than a soldier's gun; I know the heartbeat of his mother..
Lately I've been thinking about who I want to love, and how I want to love, and why I want to love the way I want to love, and what I need to learn t….
I have always been comfortable weathering the storm. I’d like to get more comfortable weathering the sunny day..
You can find me on the moon waxing and waning. My heart full of petals, every single one begging 'Love me, love me, love me. Whoever I am. Whoever I ….
You have a heart of gold and I am kneeling in your bloodstream panning for the only thing that has ever felt like home..
It's your worst sin saving your f***ing life; It's the devil's knife carving holes into your soul so angels have a way to make their way inside; Life….
Remember, you didn’t come here to write your heart out. You came to write it in..
Fear is only a verb if you let it be. Don't you dare let go of my hand!.
That night when you kissed me, I left a poem in your mouth, and you can hear some of the lines every time you breathe out..
I thought, "The flowers, save the flowers..." I never thought for a second we wouldn't save the people.