[tabby title="Poem"] Our bodies could not stay there.We had to leave.Only husks of our frames remain here. When we fled,we ransacked our own homes to rip and run through the desert.All our carcasses could carry was the weight of our...
[tabby title="Poem"] your body is water takingshape of whatever landscape it rests on. at night,you flow around the wounds your lover has.fill his fissures.stretch to his borders.cover the rough of the skin he finds no comfort in.become his landscape.the shape...
[tabby title="Poem"] I know I can't stop looking at him or for him in a room.I want to respect his space but watch him as he ponders and gazes off into the skyline.Wondering his wonders.What beautiful thoughts are swirling in...
[tabby title="Poem"] I want to take away your colors:new realities, one click at a time,"The Wonderful Wizard of Oz" in reverse. Your generation is couch-boundand programmed to consume:once upon a time,there was no shelterand not even proper food. [tabby title="Poet...
[tabby title="Poem"] Leaves drift gently, a quiet fall,Gold and crimson, nature's call.The air, invigorating, starts to chill,As summer fades, and time stands still. Branches sway with stories old,Of laughter bright and memories bold.Beneath the gray, the skies expand,As we seek...