published by Workhorse, LLC in All the Broods are Hatching at Once: LexPoMo Anthology '25
"Anything can be holy when you believe nothing is. Anyone can be a saint when you dream only of devils. Did you know they built an entire city on top of decay and pretended it was a resurrection? The city is a lighthouse, but the lighthouse keeper is a liar."
(2025 Grand Prix Winner)
published by Kentucky State Poetry Society in Pegasus Fall 2025
"i swear i tried to be tender.
i swear i was belly-up for you.
i only ever tightened my jaw
to keep you close.
i only say the things
i’ll regret the most."
published by Moonstone Press in S/He Speaks 3: Voices of Women, Trans & Nonbinary Folx
"i want to be
devastating.
i want them to name tempests
after a woman like me.
forget the stars.
the girl that sank
one thousand ships
just to delight
in the bone chill."
published by Wingless Dreamers in Mourning in Metaphors
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"tell them how you cut into me belly first
tell them how you split my skull like an egg
tell them how i swallowed the sea to save you
tell them how you fought god and won
tell them.
and while you feast on my flesh and celebrate the victory
tell them how i did not want to be your enemy"
published by In Parentheses Literary Magazine in Volume 9, Issue 1 Fall 2024
"lately I’ve been singing
bloodsongs as i
rock myself to sleep
and lately i’ve been speaking
to ghosts.
we all have our hauntings
that once looked like a hail mary."
published by QuillKeepers Press in Mythos and Lore
"i know where this is headed
before you can even exhale
but you’d never believe me
if i forced it between your teeth
if i screamed it cliffside
if i wrote it in your palm
everything has its cost; didn’t they warn you? "
published by Ghost City Press in December 2023's Ghost City Review
"i burned for a year,
but was never consumed by the flame.
self-immolation of a selfish degree.
this is not a sacrifice;
this is an escape.
this is untouchable.
this is a warning."
published by Wingless Dreamers in Descendents of Darkness
"fast forward in real time –
he tears you to pieces starting at the thighs
calls it creation as he hears you die
that man wouldn’t know holy
if you spit it on him."