an index of poems

not always in rhyme, but never far from the murmurings of poetry in us. some poems i’ve written over the years.

i’m still adding them here.

you laughed in my dream

ferrari lover

droplets, breath, air?

for b

scrolling down twitter one morning

pertolerate

that plant on my desk

the sea writes its own poetry

hello, is that you, pluto?

you fold the covers

the boats call you

nor named