I'm sorry, and I know from your eyes that you are hurt. I should have stayed quiet, but now it...
This poem was meant to capture the intimate feeling of being known in some sense of the word, while still...
For this poem, I honestly don’t remember what the prompt had been at the time, but the goal was to...
Honk Honk Honk The geese are here For spring. Or was the Honk Honk Honk From College Avenue? A symphony...
Is it really that unbelievable to have made it this far? You ask, worried, not understanding the days and weeks...
The siren's shriek are to the city, as wolves howls are to the woods. They move circling and distant until...
when you leave me, i will hold no funeral i will bury our love in an unmarked grave safe from...
Class. Class. Class. Class. Class. Ping. Email. Check? Go home. Home. home. Lights are on but no one’s there. There....
There's something strange about the stress in my head which away as if tied to the cash in my hand...