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
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,
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 »
I don't know why I am writing this here
thinking maybe someone will read
But I guess... more »
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 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 »
when all it is
is getting farther and farther away... more »
sad trumpets pronouncing
taking me to a place
i can only almost reach.
always wanting... more »
Second Ode To The Very Same Stapler
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 »
beautiful ending, you have brought me -
in the days floating through the air
passing by, their doors opening to me.... more »
i, unwrap slowly
meticulously twisted plastic wrapper
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 »