I AM JUST

AUGUST

Latest from the Journal

Featured
12/3 nonsense

our bodies remembers more than our minds. i think that might be beautiful.

Read More →
“Roe”

which one are you: fight, flight, freeze, or fawn?

Read More →
“I See Her”

A poem dedicated to my brilliant mother.

Read More →

Publications

Your Sanctuary Lamp

Published by The NCHC Journal of Undergraduate Research & Creative Activity

2023

Read More

Latest on Instagram

From my newest poem, “Roe” 🪚 full piece on my website, link in my bio Dedicated to victims of sexual assault and harassment like myself and thousands if not millions of other people 🖤
My poem “I See Her” is now on my website! Link in bio. Sneak peak: “I once saw her through the eyes of a young adult whose naivety was as potent as hope scraping by on artificial compassion in desperation”
Happy Mother’s Day! This is from a poem I’ve been working on—don’t tell my mom, it’s a surprise!
From a poem by Iain S. Thomas, “Amanda, The Moon And Me” “Amanda, the man you’re going to marry feeds the dogs and the cat and he doesn’t mind because he spends his time thinking of you” Iain S. Thomas was one of
Been MIA the last few weeks — and here’s the evidence to tell you why! I have been locked in on my novel and my love for collaging, barely giving thought to much else. But what else is new for writers, right?
From an original poem: “Cunning Strategy” “now, consider the possibility of separate beings indistinguishable from one another their likeness breeding uncertainty which one of you is forthright?“ Where do your thoughts wan
My creative sanctuary this week: Marietta Perks.

The whispers of coffee grinders and the ever kind baristas make Marietta Perks one of my new havens for writing. Not to mention they have a killer tomato bisque that I end up thinking about first thin
This is where it all begins… 
“Revelation” “In your clandestine gaze, I greet you The Martyr, nailed above the marbled altar…”

Full piece on my website—link in bio—tell me how it resonates with you!
Welcome to my world of words and wonder 🖤 I’m August, a poet and writer, often lost in the scent of coffee, tea, and ink-stained pages. This space is for sharing my creations, inspirations, and moments that make life poetic. What fuels your c

“The candelabra flickers and dies.”