micro-expression
your eyes land on my mouthwith my last wordi watch your chestrise and fall, stop start againshifting the airwith high …
birch’s little head
birch's little head loaf like little bread her brain, wired for survival even when her mind is idle.
saturday morning, january 17, 2026 at 9:37am
the highlight of the floor-to-ceiling window leaks through my hands feel the walls and know what’s out there running my …
would you love me if i were a worm?
They don’t really tell youwhat the wormhole will feel like. The tunnels of your mind,when you start to explore them. …
splintered
for brother. purple peonies, cotton candy skies,memories of a child's world,forts, tree, creeks, abandoned houses.the color of our world changes …
heading home to their own love stories
a year ago today, i landed in marseille and, within a week, knew i wanted to stay forever. a 5-day …
pan de sal summer
photo by katrina tolentino
a place i go back to often
A place I go back to often is a hammock above a creek in the Angeles Forest. Pick a direction, …
crying on airplanes
some of my deepestsobbing crieshave been on an airplaneheading home