V.B. : Writing

Crawl

Crawl

A Poem by V.B.


A cloud of razorblades.
Of Sin and Shadow

Of Sin and Shadow

A Poem by V.B.


Just a little sparkle to go with your rainbow.
A Wound in the Universe

A Wound in the Universe

A Poem by V.B.


I once wrote 31 poems in a single January. This was the 31st.
Ouroboros

Ouroboros

A Poem by V.B.


Everything makes less sense to me than I wish it did.
Returning

Returning

A Poem by V.B.


If all my poems were foods, this one would be a cupcake.
Smiley Faces

Smiley Faces

A Poem by V.B.


This is less clever than it thinks it is.
Carnival

Carnival

A Poem by V.B.


It's someone else's turn to hold the sun up. I'm going on the Gravitron.
There's Always Next Year.

There's Always Next Year.

A Poem by V.B.


Written for a Valentine's Day contest in 2010. I lost.
Calluses on a Soul

Calluses on a Soul

A Poem by V.B.


she shuffled out of the supermarket half of her hair in curlers; the other half taking what looked like a pretty desperate shot at marketing itself..
Pale Blue

Pale Blue

A Poem by V.B.


I find it sad when people think that science isn't beautiful.