You can never be too much. For anyone.
Have you ever been waiting in line at the airport or train station and wondered what each person's story was? I imagined a girl a long time ago, waiting for the man she loves. Experimental free vers...
The milky light wades through the opaque window. Manipulator of light, the matte silica. As the rays of sun foxtrot into a forlorn minuet. The perky light, is so resilient, but cannot hold itself agai...
I thought I'd share this poem first to help me get comfortable with sharing my work. As the title suggests, I thought of it as I wrote it, and didn't stop to think. This makes me a little less attache...
An older boy is pressuring two younger boys to jump off a high ledge into a lake.
Have you ever been waiting in line at the airport or train station and wondered what each person's story was? I imagined a girl a long time ago, waiting for the man she loves. Experimental free vers...
The milky light wades through the opaque window. Manipulator of light, the matte silica. As the rays of sun foxtrot into a forlorn minuet. The perky light, is so resilient, but cannot hold itself agai...
I thought I'd share this poem first to help me get comfortable with sharing my work. As the title suggests, I thought of it as I wrote it, and didn't stop to think. This makes me a little less attache...
An older boy is pressuring two younger boys to jump off a high ledge into a lake.