"Friction"
This is the most sexually graphic and unapologetically open poem that I've ever written; it explores the correlation between self-loathing and masochism.
Familiar Anxieties
An ode to old traumas and struggles: oddly comforting, when compared to new ones
"Rubber Figs"
Musings on the slow death of both a jointly-purchased houseplant and a doomed relationship.
"Bargain Bin"
This poem is easily one of my most irreverent, and if you know my poetic style, you'll notice that it's incredibly self-aware in its mockery.
“Autumn”
This piece was written, as a college senior approaching graduation, for a work-study colleague - a freshman - who was dejected at the thought of having to spend her remaining three years of enrollment without me there. Her name is Autumn.
"Night and Day"
This short story is a window into the world of a cloistered man, daring, for the first true time in his life, to leave the comforts of his quiet life in an effort to explore the larger world his peers call home. But some things are better left undiscovered...
"Sunday Sundown"
I took this photo in York, Maine one Sunday evening. It perfectly encapsulates the blissfulness of living near open water.
"Cuppa Love"
This "short short" is a loosely-based true story about losing what's important while also finding the will to persevere in spite of the trials and tribulations that life so often throws our way.
[A bird flew over the city streets]
This small poem is a tragically-ironic look at human life from the perspective of an inquisitive, avian passerby.
"Mere Seconds"
"Mere Seconds" is one of the darkest stories I have ever written. Simply put, a man is contemplating taking his own life as he slowly unravels while standing on the edge of a building. His unraveling, however, exposes his insecurities, his worries, and his tragic past; we see a broken man struggling to find a reason to climb off of the ledge.
