LR Young : Writing

a set of keys

a set of keys

A Poem by LR Young


By adding the next layer of water, I feel the still distant, still coming closer point of saturation; I always like to start in the middle of our c..
The Second Confession

The Second Confession

A Poem by LR Young


funny how a house with one person in it still feels empty, when sitting awake carving out the colorful morning with a hankering for a more fulfilli..
Tueday's Open-Mike Night

Tueday\'s Open-Mike Night

A Poem by LR Young


our very own song an intimate a cappella karaoke; you know all the words to last discos, last days, black lengths, the hours of like-minds: ..
10:44 & Counting

10:44 & Counting

A Poem by LR Young


for a first night it feels like a long long waiting. I am too far past any point of argument or contention, take it all and promise every single la..
Shakti Rising

Shakti Rising

A Poem by LR Young


on the very edge of sleeping I go seeking with both hands for your hands, the coil and the amber at the heart of the tree, it grows in the middle ..
The Judgment of Paris

The Judgment of Paris

A Poem by LR Young


playing the chofu game 5-2-7-5-2-7
dear e.e.

dear e.e.

A Poem by LR Young


to the conversation (the mild many surrenderings you so easily unraveling make flutter, like swift and just dissolving rivers but only my g..
The Good-Girl Habit

The Good-Girl Habit

A Poem by LR Young


Somedays I see myself in other livings, the chick on the back of the harley rocking fringed chaps, hugging speed against the wind; hovering in..
black and white hero snatching (bare up my meaning)

black and white hero snatching (bare up my meaning..

A Poem by LR Young


I am told I am wounded deeply, so lacking prized protrusions, the property of the protagonist packing in seeping-teetering suitcases, all my..
Sunset Blvd.

Sunset Blvd.

A Poem by LR Young


short prose poems


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