3/26/23
You are a storm A fire A shatter in the dark Ripples on the surface Crack
it’s sad how well, our eyes don’t meet unless I want them to. I’ll always look for your——
such a vicious cycle monster mashing in my face sleep deprived and bleary eyed my mind knows not the taste of understanding calculus
Freaking books my skin is my cover Don’t judge me by it You peruse the shelves—stop Hers is golden
If I were a rose to rest beside y… the thorns that built us up. I want to be the one that guides y… I want our lives to touch. Young in the summer, younger in th…
Does God still speak in dreams today or does he now choose sleep Silence glitters my bedroom pictur… darkness all now brings.
I drag a metaphor too far into the dirt to pick up sticks and worms around the little trees little trees
Today is your funeral—It is also… You’ve died, you’re gone, In peace divine.. Your eyes—they cease to shine. For me, I know not what to do—
It has been said that you should Dance like no one’s watching— I always dance like you are Seeing me Across the room
Oh Mrs. Mary Kay— Mary May! Hey! Your boy’s not coming here this da… No, he’s farming hay—
In the simililies and metaphlowers… a shred of truth grows up preened by the editor’s shears bouqueted for your enjoyment.
nothing I have to say matters unle… Times New Roman. 12 point spaced and doubled pages’… all I gotta show em. Forget the creativity Forget the…
sit down my dears and I will tell a story wondrous—true. of life and love and all the things
Light surrounds the tunnel Of every future yet. Darkness fossilizes What I would soon forget. A child I would dip my hands
Light surrounds the tunnel Of every future yet Darkness fossilizes What I would soon forget. I look into the future
