Since this is the last poem I’ll be able to share for a while since I’ll be studying abroad, I...
It's the leaning I miss most of all the gentle pressure of your head against my shoulder. the way that...
During Spring Term of last year, I took a class called The Revolutionary 18th Century, where some of the works...
Heaven help the soul who hopes to hold her For her heart is a rebellious bird Her love is paradise...
Reeling releasing exclamations Unintelligible Dingy lights dust covered floor an absence of bodies Screaming turns to laughing “I DON’T EVEN...
Your optimism is your greatest virtue But hope is a grenade clenched in my fist To speak my mind will...
Overturned reads the headline glaring from my screen like a gun leveled at my temple like vile hands pinning me...