The Downlow

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austin, texas, United States
aspiring writer, English and journalism student, hails from Texas. likes include writing, coffee, books, whisky and people.

Wednesday, September 9, 2015

Who am I to judge?

I get scared sometimes


Bare matress, sliding door
Is almost shut to the window,
There was a downpour.
Soaked mulch bending bushes
Dripping drooping drowning lawn chairs 
And when was it that I got here?



Friday, March 6, 2015

Where Harvard gets us

Good god

My life maybe not so recent

Standing stove based, 
Alone among many.
Conversations abound, alone,
I am breaking.

I am tired. 

(Property of loch)


Thursday, December 18, 2014

Glove compartment

Brown hair almost black
Whisky nights and
Smoking on the front stoop,
Telling you things only for your ears

You fade like moonlight.

(Property of loch)


Saturday, June 28, 2014

Come in

I'm still young enough to have my heart broken a few more times. 


Monday, June 9, 2014

Keep on breathing

I thought I'd been in love before, heartbroken before.
I've watched my family die off slowly, and maybe I'm selfish, but there is no pain quite like this one.

I will win.


Love is a verb

There is a sweet moment tonight
When the cool rain air sets on my skin

And you are miles away at a bar
Maybe feeling the same thing.


I wrote that, it's mine.

Thursday, June 5, 2014

Nothing scares me

"Experience: that brutal teacher. But you learn, my god do you learn."


Monday, June 2, 2014


The moon is fuzzy on the curve,
Holes speckled through
Then black.
I wonder if you're looking at it
200 miles away,
Drinking FranZia from a beer mug 
Lighting pall malls like me.
I wonder if you remember the weathered bronze ashtray, 
The fading red paint outside my old place.
I wonder if maybe I imagined you
Like the moon imagines an edge,
All fuzzy
Then black.


I wrote that.


Thursday, May 22, 2014

You know that it will

Suddenly everything is euphoric

- loch. :)

Friday, May 16, 2014


"I will always do more harm than good"