Back when I was an interning student therapist at the Faulk Center in Boca Raton some *mumble mumble* years ago, there was a quote by...

Sacred Wrath I am irritation. I am annoyance. I am the prickly pit that sits in the space between each breath that never quits and spits...

Imagine that breathing was not a habit and you had to hold your heart in your hands every moment a life beginning and ending with the...

You tell me a garden cannot love you say it's merely complex chlorophyll coursing through the daffodil pulsing and processing the rays of...

It is sadly an oft-valid stereotype of gay culture to have complicated relationships with parents. Queer people walk such a fine line...

Carbon (A Poem About Coming Out) I am not who I thought I would be But I am who I suspected I was Alchemy, it would seem Applied to...

Do you want to know what it feels like? It feels like a twisting, spinning black hole that sits in the space between your heart and your...