Diary Entries – 11/52

Monday super sad again today, choosing names for children that I’ll never have. Tuesday thinking about that time we took … More

Can’t/Won’t Write

Well he asked me what I was passionate about and I said writing, I’m a writer, and he asked me … More

I saw a Picasso painting and it fucked me up because it wasn’t oil on canvas, it was a mirror. … More

The second book in the First Cut Poetry series, So Fast, So Close by William R. Soldan, was released one … More

How did we get here? Well, you saw a photograph of me in a magazine and said, “I have to know … More

1. I am standing on an upturned bin looking through the little barred window into the room that I was … More

1. I am a letter. I have been sliced open and arranged with all the others. Important / ignored / … More

You mix my medication into a pot of vanilla yoghurt and instruct me on how to eat. Open. Come on. … More

So we were at this house party and I was sitting in the kitchen sink drinking lukewarm vodka out of … More

The first book in the First Cut Poetry series, Poems for Ghosts in Empty Tenement Windows I Thought I Saw … More