Dymphna, Please
A darkly funny confessional poem in which Saint Dymphna becomes the exhausted witness to spirals, exes, hyperfixations, and the very modern theater of unraveling.
Smudge Me, I’m Holy
A blasphemous, darkly funny spoken-word poem about Catholic guilt, queer desire, and the lingering urge to be forgiven even when you look incredible not repenting.
St. Peter Doesn’t Even Go Here
A feral little afterlife poem about Saint Peter being annoying, God being funnier than the Church, and October 3rd Mean Girls references absolutely earning their wings.
Plaid Skirt Gospel
A Catholic-school rage poem for every weird girl who got called disruptive when she was really just early.
*Based on my real life expulsion from St. Peter’s RC School in Lewiston, NY
Body, Blood, Bite
A ferocious spoken-word poem about communion, religious shame, and the hunger that survives every attempt to make suffering look sacred.