youngblood
an experiment
in prosepoetry
volume I
volume I
volume II
volume II
volume III
volume III
im young and what the fuck
feel me yeah blood?
red read ridden
noise—
stupid
30 under 30
mint chocolate chip
6’3”
hungry hungry hippos
my kingdom for a hoe
a quick peck on the lips
mr sandman sing me hello
downstream kayaking
im sorry ms jackson
hnnngh
—cracy
sxsw
exhaustion
dumb oh
fat man on a park bench
fizz buzz
no water for the thirsty
grip
seven day deadline
paper planes flying high
the bastard of bucharest
a space to lay my dust upon
4:27am
lesson one is breathing
trochilidae
make art that is me
you are not a real critic
you cannot commit
comfort—struggle
the quit mindset
stop & look
trigger
basically untie it
im young & what the fuck
i do
yes
when you teach
youre headstrong
forget + forgive
right for the head
get out
make more
its you
the pursuit of greatness
diversity of aesthetic
is
fires leave ashes
speak the words
keep track of life
rituals enrich your parish
be aware of this
ignorance of body
self-summation
mapping yourself
do
lose yourself
ride yes
space out—
neverdrunk
fausto
sonlight
savageous
—pathetic
stop & look
cavequeens
bohren under
silverskirt
ahcouldnever
seeds
made for
friends
2015—2020
keep writing
there is wisdom
in sight