dandelion seeds

float away in a muggy air

the friends i lost

when i decided

to honor my truth

*Published by Cold Moon Journal on 12/28/21

i find myself

standing before the sun

stitch me

heal me

in the places i cannot reach

*Published by Cold Moon Journal on 12/27/21 

 i am the night

and yet

your blue eyes

*Published in The Haiku Foundation’s Haiku Dialogue on 12/22/21

 where the moon crumbles into fog

*Published by horror senryu journal on 12/10/21

 id

y’know i wanna rip

this pair of red tights to the top

of my sex

scream topless at a waxing moon

too pure for my filth

*Published in the November 2021 issue of Versification