“I missed my birthday, / so my candles blew out / I would kill myself / to spend a night with him.”
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“I missed my birthday, / so my candles blew out / I would kill myself / to spend a night with him.”
“I look into the reflection of the sun rays / The puss that erupts from the zit / above my right brow / almost evens out / the cracks / in my foundation”
An experimental poem that bends our typical view of conventional poetry into a landscape to be observed beyond the words themselves. Read it outloud and see how the shape informs our meaning.
A poem to read alongside a cup of tea.
A poem to make you stop and think.
It’s cold outside
Because the laughter is so surreal only to be hidden behind the envy of others, who also bite
their tongue in every confrontation because of fear.
"The sun sets over the prairie
like the ember of a cigarette,
yielding slow to it's heavy eyes"