A Million Dollars (wholesome)
If I had a million dollars I’d tell you what I do I’d pay off my student debt and my siblings’ red marks, too. I’d take a little break from…
Tag: poet
Pile of Thoughts
I’m worried that the world won’t care when I slip and fall today. I’m worried that my scraped up knees are reason for your dismay. I’m worried that the best…
I Don’t Know How to Stay
He looks at me cross tabletop: I see desire in his eyes. ‘Write about us,’ each brown fleck says and I can’t help but oblige. ‘You are a muse,’…
Drunk (Again): This Time on Wine
I’m drunk again. This time on wine but it was (the last time) the tick of the clock as I swallowed up the droplets of red on my mind. …
The Day Between 