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Nostalgia

A Poem by Ben Taylor

I cannot forget, and I'm sureneither can you.When words are traded,and an argument has been steered in somewayward direction,when your emotional vocab..

Familiar Scents

A Poem by Ben Taylor

The winter picks and pries at the frost tinged matof wiry hair covering my face,icy needles winding their wayto nip at the underlying skin.I hunch dee..

Happy Halloween

A Poem by Ben Taylor

As my tires pull me into the drive, I see you left a life-sized note for me:a human-shaped s**t on a string, proving you finally f*****g did it.(thank..

Shivering in Summer

A Poem by Ben Taylor

I guess you saw something I didn't.Sitting in a baseball field,arms crossed over legs,shivering as the sun turned its backto give us some privacy.You ..

Twin Flame Pt. 2

A Poem by Ben Taylor

I watched my plants die in the summer heat,not knowing what else to do but water them.The pale chartreuse of neglect has been haunting me.When winter,..

Twin Flame

A Poem by Ben Taylor

There is a fissure, a disconnect,a field of gaps and lacunae,that separates my consciousness from the concrete.An idea is willed into existence,an eph..

Employees Must Wash Hands

A Poem by Ben Taylor

The horizon is a crude slab of auberginecrumbling abjectly into the windswept wave-water.I am blank faced,emotionless,on the pebble strewn shore.I gla..

Eyeliner

A Poem by Ben Taylor

I saw you for the last time, tonight.As our cars parted ways at a branch in the road,I could have touched you if I had strained out the window,if you ..

Harmful Habits

A Poem by Ben Taylor

You were stunningly addictive.But now, with the cold sweats and the constant nausea,it's difficult to picture your face without my hands shaking.In th..

I'm Too Busy Trying To Fly Away

A Poem by Ben Taylor

Warm spring air, redolent of sunset,wafts through the kitchen window,absorbing the scent of warm mealsheating on the stove-top.The sibilant sounds of ..