I write poems when I want to crawl into a hole. I write poems when I want to spout wings and fly. These poems are photographs of those emotions, emotions that spur me to scribble little phrases and ramblings on the corner of Chinese takeout menus and bank statements.

Some have been published in the University of Toronto’s English department’s anthologies. I hope you like reading them.

These Words

Paper Plane

Once upon a September

Lovely Lies

I Can’t

A Letter to a Boy

A Well Painted Passion

Continental Drift

Innocence Lost


Tears of the Sun