2 minScarsWhatever draft-dodgers pamphlet I was given Never touched me with its luck. On a day where the sky seemed the limit, with its blue fields...
1 minWordsWords are not meant to run, But to be seen in motion, Always winning the race. You pictured it would win, As it told you it would. Your...
1 minBreaking Down My Father’s Blessing My brother look just like me. Curly hair twisted round stems Sensing seductive smoldering of taste. Made that tabasco baked batter, While...
1 minA Star In Supernova This is a letter to Aidan Blossoming from the outside in, As a star implodes on itself Presenting only a black hole Of loss filled with...