• A College Student On Erev Rosh Hashana

    Tonight I know what it is to be lonely.
    Tonight I wish to be anywhere but where I am.
    Tonight I am sitting here,
    trying to concentrate... more »

  • A Day Confused

    Today is a day that just doesn't know
    what it is.
    An empty day
    filled to the brim... more »

  • A Lot Like Me But Smaller

    she looks alot like me
    but smaller
    this girl.
    she writes on walls... more »

  • After You This Morning

    i should have run out the door after you this morning
    and with the cold pavement pressed under my summer feet i should have kissed you,
    good.
    not to keep you, no -... more »

  • Al Fin Del Dia

    no puedo escribir. te quiero tanto.

    como puedo limpiar los dientes cada manana
    conociendo... more »

  • As The Sun Sets

    As the sun sets outside my big window
    it hangs on the edge of the rooftops
    and lingers orange there
    with blue the color of your shirt that night... more »

  • Can

    I don't know why I am writing this here
    thinking maybe someone will read
    and understand.
    But I guess... more »

  • From Pembe

    i do think of you sometimes.
    there, accross so much water.
    it's strange to think that you loved me
    my pink face.... more »

  • I Got Run Over By A Bus

    i got run over by a bus this morning.
    the tires were rolling over my stomach
    before the headlights could reflect in my eyes.... more »

  • I Wait.

    i wait for you.
    my lips thinking of your long freckled back
    to travel up and down.
    my neck is lonely for your mouth... more »

  • My Dear Pablo

    my dear pablo,
    do not leave me.
    i have counted on your words for so long
    tasting them.... more »

  • Ode To S'Mores

    Oh the chocolatey goodness
    dark, sweet, and secretive
    melting over the puffy,
    gooey, hot hot marshmallow... more »

  • People

    People
    move forward
    when all it is
    is getting farther and farther away... more »

  • Sad Trumpets

    sad trumpets pronouncing
    taking me to a place
    i can only almost reach.
    always wanting... more »

  • Second Ode To The Very Same Stapler

    Ah, friend.
    here we are, yet again.
    in haste I do inquire on the innards you store
    behind that line of teeth.... more »

  • The Ode I Owed

    Ode to you
    your purple skin.
    your - you're driving me insane.
    walls cracking up in the lining of my stomach... more »

  • The Question Mark Stands Alone

    the o and i are next to each other
    sometimes press one when i mean the other
    talk to you across the ocean
    be here and there, my friend.... more »

  • Third Poem For The Stapler

    The stapler teases me
    as i sit at this desk.
    he asks me, blankly,
    mouth hanging open,... more »

  • Untitled 1

    beautiful ending, you have brought me -

    in the days floating through the air
    passing by, their doors opening to me.... more »

  • Word Candy

    i, unwrap slowly
    meticulously twisted plastic wrapper
    conceals
    tiny sweet word.... more »

  • You And Me

    I remember your hands
    holding mine in the car
    as I sat in the seat behind you.
    And how you kissed my cheek... more »