Things I Should Do To My Life ( Read more... )

The Art of Disappearing ( Read more... )

I feel a strong need to apologize for this poem.

Reasons

Every day, a new reason
lunges at her like a frantic kiss:
No dog to put in my poems.She looks forward to the things ( Read more... )

The Journey ( Read more... )

Roses are red
Violents are blue
I said I'd write a poem
and now, technically, I didn't lie. Woo.

My professor read this in class today and I cried ( Read more... )

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Small Stones
--for CJAs a child, the future splintered ( Read more... )