My classes at school force me out of my comfort zone and make me write things that aren't poetry. I've been forced to write "c...
The science of remembering me
You stand in front of me. Face of remorse. After all the missed calls and voicemails you tell me, “I’m trying to forget”. ...
Warp
It's the way he brings you to the Atlantic after spending so much time at the lake. And instead of ticking in clocks you're infinity...
Hands
(A "fragmented essay" written for my class.) #college Every single human being alive on the entire planet is going ...
Typhoons
Just like typhoons need islands to crash on, like islands need trees to take home to, like trees need humans to recycle their carbon dioxide...
I'm at the library.
I love when asking for directions turns to asking for phone numbers and phone numbers turn to meeting at the cafe and cafe meets t...
today was the greatest day of my life
I woke up on time and when I sat up, I could smell wet pavement from the open window. The rain sounded like a brown bag of rice s...
romans
Things this poem makes me feel -young -kinda dumb -like moving to new york -and it gives me some pretty trippy personifications it ...
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