I saw a girl who looked like you today. I put my head down rather than look ‘you’ in the eyes, But then I saw
Category: poets
I only think of you when it rains. You used to move your shoulders up And your panda eyes shined As you listened to the
So I sent the girl a cassette And a note and a photo.Bloodied quotes scrawled on a scroll,That’s how I remember itBut I have been
“If my poetry aims to achieve anything, it’s to deliver people from the limited ways in which they see and feel.”
I don’t have that simple ability The tear-jerked hurt stability. I keep it all in Until it bleeds out, Both metaphorically and real. It’s not
First date, the nerves, the frisson. Small talk begins. “Do you like Vans?” “Yes, a VW is my dream!” *silence* “Do you ever board?” “Oh,
Non-maskers screaming ‘oppression!’ As bad as flowers in the gun and peace signs Whilst bodies are being tossed into Vietnam death holes. Seven people in
“Shards, shards, the androgyny fails Odalisque by Ingres, extra bones for sale.”
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