Last night on the grass you told me about the universe. Last night on the grass you told me about the absence of matter and about what your...
I'm not the brown sugar
I wasn't planning on writing this for you. In fact, it was taking everything in me not to write this for you. It's ju...
BREAKING NEWS
I know you aren't God, or Mother Nature, but if you were the one who patterned the winds and called the rain I'm te...
This is because I know who I am
"I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart; I am, I am, I am." - Sylvia Path Tara Rae John...
Let Me Tell You What It's Like
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”. ...
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