A Short Poem
This. This is beautiful. Listen.
Pick any two points.... more »
Stop putting it off by flossing your teeth.... more »
It is snowing
even though we all thought spring had sprung
up from the depths of our bookshelves
and onto our laps.... more »
They speak of memories, progress, and calculations but
you’d rather think of art in it’s purest form.
Heads down on desks, we are... more »
I like to watch them drink their drinks:
Vodka poured from glass to aluminum.
Don't throw stones,... more »
I Was That Tired
I couldn’t speak
so I scratched the words onto my hips
like raspberry stains on kitchen-floor-tiles.... more »
Our vision drops like pebbles and
into streams... more »
Pickup Lines And Deadlines
Is there no remedy
With the sky below your eyes,... more »
People look into her
eyes like chopping down trees.
She tries to find a comfortable skin to crawl into... more »
We Would Like To Write Poems
but there is too much fabric
to our clothes
and we would like to lie across... more »