He can
fall asleep
beside me

and that
more than
anything else

makes this
worth all
the fear.
~ 6/25/18

He snores, at that. It’s adorable.

I have a few markers, I deploy on the rare occasions they’re called for. Any person comfortable enough to fall asleep next to you is a good egg.



Just try

To take

The women

I’ve loved

From me.

~ 6/12/18


Was lucky enough to attend a Pride flag raising at City Hall yesterday, and it was just such a wonderful thing to have done and I was feeling all the feels about it, and so many people said how glad they were I was there, and there’s nothing like being seen.

Inevitably, however, I come around to feeling like a fraud. Which is dumb. Just because I’m not actively dating a woman right now doesn’t mean, in my head, I haven’t already decided old-age-rocking-chairs is gonna be me and my best gal…



Sure, it might
be comfortable.

But more than
that, it’s comforting.

You have left marks
on me that I could
trace through the years.

A road map
of fear, of
sadness and
breaking things
to heal them.

And sure, now,
it might be

But most of all,
it’s comforting.

You’re always going to feel like coming home.


New Vantage Point

Climb out
on the fire escape

stretch your arm back

outstretched palm

to help me through
the window.

I’ll wonder if
this really happened.

I’ll play with
the fire.


The Single Lady

I’m the
empty half.

I’m good
at it.

I find things

and hobbies

to fill up
the rest

for a bit

I’ll never
find me

as singular
as you do.

I suppose
it makes
it easier.

And it’s not
your problem.

It’s my problem.

I know that.

Is it a problem?

Most days,
it’s not.

But the
soft smile
on your face

when you
don’t see me
seeing you.

I want that
in my life.



Yes It Is

Oh, I hate her.
I admit it.
And I hate myself
for wasting time on it.

Some things are real.
Other things are lies.
Who does the telling
and where it all leads
is the reason I wake
up every morning.

It’s all I ever seem
to have time for