“Oh, I’m being eaten By a boa constrictor, A boa constrictor, A boa constrictor, I’m being eaten by a boa ...
Straight from the can
in large enough vats to feed...
Class. Class. Class. Class. Class. Ping. Email. Check? Go home. Home. home. Lights are on but no one’s there. There....
While I normally critique and discuss the writings of others in my column, “The Book Club” in our Arts and...
Puddle Puddle Puddle.It is nearly the 5th of May.There’s stillPuddle Puddle Puddles.The coffee I got, tasted likePuddle water.Why is my...
Dear LU Administration,
Am I a paycheck to you?
Am I a number that falls into your bank account?
Am I human to you or a symbol of your reputation?
Do you hear my voice?
It didn’t matter that it was my estranged cousin’s wedding...
Honk Honk Honk The geese are here For spring. Or was the Honk Honk Honk From College Avenue? A symphony...
During my poetry class, Professor Range often set us up on what she called “blind dates with a poet,” where...
This poem was meant to capture the intimate feeling of being known in some sense of the word, while still...