I know. A little late, but it is fine. The buildup to this year has been intense, but here we are. Everyone keeps saying, “it has to get better,” but does it?
I know. A little late, but it is fine. The buildup to this year has been intense, but here we are. Everyone keeps saying, “it has to get better,” but does it?
This poem is not about you This poem is about running on the beach Splashing in the surf, and kicking up sand The wind is blowing and it is just about to rain Laughing and breathing harder then it ever thought it could This poem is not about you This poem is about smiling for …
You thought you were funny, but you weren’t
The apology was left in messages as unsent draftI just wanted to say hiThinking of you, but then apon remembering everything that went wrong, and everything that could never have gone rightAll the reasons everything went wrongMaybe it’s just better unsaidEspecially since nothing has changed for the better, and you are probably living happily ever …
It’s too late for my poor husbands, but let me spare you some of their grief, because in their search for that elusive metaphor, poets can be somewhat “eccentric.” If you date a poet, everyone will think you are the person they are writing about. You will be the person they are writing about. (unless …
She lined her windows with cobalt glasses, wine bottles and sometimes even glass birds. She was the the only poet I had ever known, so part of me thought this was how it had to be done, until of course she started getting cats, and they disagreed. They were right of course. That is also …
Winter clears her throat, pulls on her coat, and begins the long walk home Silver clouds follow her Whispering secrets no one stops to hear
Pitty pitty pitty pat Ran the kitty kitty cat Down the stairs in seconds flat Why? Because And that is that Kitty kitty kitty cat
I always told myself when I escaped Texas, it would be different, but …
is this the beginning or the end sometimes starting over feels just like passing through just like redirecting to true north