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"...friendships, my family, um...Try to not let my mind ruminate too much. At one point in my life my mind was ruminating too much and I had to get on some… ...neighborhood street. Then I came over and I asked your dad “where’s Kyle” and he said upstairs. S...

"...and the meaning of everything, you were seeing meaning in everything. And then you just kept staying awake and staying awake and staying awake and finally we went up to your bedroom--and you weren’t yourself you know? It was like a terrifying feeling as a...

“It was before I met your mom, and I’m going to say I was probably about 28--and you’ve heard this story, but I’ll tell my mom. I was lying in bed and I had my face against the wall and I woke up in the middle of the, like early, you know, two in the morning....

Pick me up On mount tabor City mirrored in the water Getting darker The liquid in Our glass Spin around ‘Till lights are silent As I grow older I will erase myself I’ll drink your wine Can you tell me the difference Between living...

Betty you lived your life as an artist; do you remember showing me where sky meets lake? Watching you watch the light fade, I knew we felt the same ache: To see the through the mystery, or maybe just get some insides out. You never pictured y...

Fence in Winter Overgrown And closed Four sides, Nothing enters Just silent snow Trust that it won’t open up Seasons change and it remains untouched Inside black Vines wither As they glow You are the moonlight Shining in Between posts...

(The sounds heard while walking To an empty music school Under the freezing sun in Skagaströnd.) He’s not human, A fire in black and white: My internal uncanny valley, Fog around half formed memories. Can you feel the lack Of warmth in the su...

"He came up and said: “something’s wrong, something’s went wrong, Kyle’s not responding he’s not responding.” Then I came down there and you were just like staring straight ahead… So I just grabbed you, threw you in my car. I worked at the hospital so I...

Alone, October, face in clouds lit by the moon August: Salt water down my throat Choke On wet heat at night... Soft skin that’s been sundrenched November, she writes: “You became that for me, Mixture of image memory” Ribbon of sleep Sli...

Pt. 1 (Fog in Air) Inside the clouds: Gray emptiness for miles, Ice patterns under feet. Internal heat Left over from the river... Exhale fog in air (fog in air) 

Pt. 2 (Knowing pt. 2) Around what’s not me You’ll never know What I mean What heat? Self-betrayal then detachment Burning knowledge then acceptance. 

pt. 3 (Replica) I’ve confirmed it, so back to the city I go, replica born from the snow. Gaba version of me, mirror self 

pt. 4 (Birdsong) walking around saying what’s expected until that fog rolls in over the mountain (again) until the world is distant and clouds meet sea until the world is indifferent, that birdsong: “free”. When city lights fade well, I like to dr...

In silence thoughts are born, stories that die with us: gates to the internal world. Let them open up. Why do we fear our selves, muffling silence with cold blue light? Who are you without the things you buy, and the posts you like-- withou...

The snow outside, the pill I take to hide from life: the way it blankets my mind, it’s hard to describe With slowing heartbeat, the way it erases what’s beneath, the way it thaws slowly, revealing Muddy human shape imprinted: shame. Musty l...

You’ll never know me without a seizure at age four: absent eyes, ambulance ride, life: a closing door. No, it doesn't work like that: we don’t lose ourselves in other people’s worlds. “We” is always “me” and you’ll never know. Sterile smell, fever...

We all grow to doubt at times Slowly fall apart Unwind Becoming undone to find We all feign life Sometimes To wait, to hope It’s hopeless Been broken For a while To make my life Meaningful After realizing The meaninglessness of life...

Above the clouds Carved out by black wires Snow melts beneath my feet Garbage heap Across the river We quietly breathe in My bedroom Waking from a dream Mind circles again Morning yawns A birdsong Pill melts beneath my tongue I sigh...

Lying in bed, I find an egg I hold it to the light and see its insides They're still there somehow beneath A pale shell that should’ve been broken by now Things like you don’t last too long Look at what the arborists have done I’ve got no limbs, I...

I'll close my eyes that's all I wanted I'll rest my head that's all I needed