October 7, 2024
The attic felt like a doorway to another present, where the border between the future and the past was homogenous. The remnants of my grandfather’s life merged with the fragments of dreams that haunted my sleep.
September 17, 2024
Ignore my calls to stay hidden. Drag me out from behind this cobweb-scribbled door. I'll pretend to be surprised when you scream in elation, when you hold your trophy close to your heart. Find me.
February 25, 2023
March 19, 2022
In my dream you were alive.
I saw you: a broken man with a crooked smile telling me
it’s been seventeen years