Since this is the last poem I’ll be able to share for a while since I’ll be studying abroad, I...
He moves like a masterpiece, lean limbs and sun-kissed skin dressed in sunset shades dressed in sunset shades He’s carefree...
Honk Honk Honk The geese are here For spring. Or was the Honk Honk Honk From College Avenue? A symphony...
My past dwells in the dollhouse – a narrow three-story abode squatting in the alleyway between a mass grave of...
I dare not tell a soul how I love my Lord For they would mistake my devotion for desire They’re...
Reeling releasing exclamations Unintelligible Dingy lights dust covered floor an absence of bodies Screaming turns to laughing “I DON’T EVEN...
There's always a sense of grief when something is lost be it small be it big be it seemingly insignificant...