"Thoughts and Prayers and Virility Supplements"
A poem and a prayer for the performative, cognitively-dissonant right.
Explore My Works
"Midnight Colors"
This poem is a slight homage to Sylvia Plath's work that also has deep roots in my own family history. As tragedy befalls a young couple, both their minds and their marriage begin to crumble around them, and their lives will never again be the same.
Initially written on December 31, 2018; revised and expanded on July 19, 2025.
Initially written on December 31, 2018; revised and expanded on July 19, 2025.
"Salt-Stained"
I promised myself you'd never see this side of me.
"Celestial Body"
There's a galaxy etched across me.
"Shadows Remain"
I still see you everywhere.
"Predeterminationalism or Whatever"
Cyclical disappointment.
"Failing"
A forgotten poem about failing to understand and to be understood.
"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.
Love Letter
A love letter written to myself to the versions of myself I didn't choose; a love letter from those versions to me.
"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.
One Night in November
Written for a lover. Another night lost to time.
Sight/Lines
Ceci n'est pas une peep.
"Excaliburnt"
TW: Self-harm
"Orange Love"
Oddly enough, written as part of a job application's requirements
"Heaven on Earth"
This poem is an homage to the timeless greats Robert Frost and William Wordsworth. These two poets are a few of the very best, especially when it comes to depictions of nature, and their respective works inspired me to write a piece of my own.
"Sea Glass"
Sometimes, things must first be broken and discarded before they can fully achieve their purpose and fulfillment; Being broken is not the end. It is merely a chance for a new beginning.
"A Song Amidst the Sunrise"
One morning, after a long, sleepless night, I sought a few hours of rest; as sleep finally drew near, however, I was stirred by the calling of a bird, which broke the silence of an otherwise-quiet world. Yet, instead of irritation, I found inspiration.
"For My Sunflower, the Sunshine of My Life"
Wouldn't it be nice to abandon all of life's problems in favor of the freedom of nature and the simple, yet busy life of a bee?
"Churning Without Ceasing"
There's something about the incredible and unshakeable might of the ocean that should terrify us, not fill us with peace.
"Starry-eyed"
This poem focuses on the belief that even though we, as humans, are a microscopic component of a much larger cosmos, our problems and emotions cannot always be looked at through such a lens. Although small in the grand scheme of the universe, the emotions we feel are still very real, and daresay, even a pivotal extension of the vastness of space.
"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.
100 Word Story
This story was written for my "Reading Like a Writer" class. The assignment was to write a story in 100 words, no more, no less. I crafted a scene that may eventually be included in the book I'm writing about World War II.
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About Me
I am a writer, an editor, a hockey content writer, and a linguist; I am a published poet and short storyist, a former entertainment journalist, magazine editor, and college-level English tutor. My expertise is on pop culture, media, and film - especially when viewed critically and through a progressive lens