My sister saidthe doctor was just dead wrongabout her weight loss. (and i'mwondering if I can even mentionsuch a thing in a poem?) But why not?Poetry ..
At the gun shop because of my need to kill.But I would rather everything live into the sweet future.My heart, the molten material in a reverberator.A ..
it's not like Nana hadn't already predictedthe ends times in 68 when the walls of the well collapsedand the once crystal clear 'dippers' were like a g..
if in retrospect we find out that mask wearing didn't do s**t or from the very beginning weren't helpful, or that they were just the tools of some ela..
this morningwhile vacuuming the writing room, I found a Christmas ornament behind the couch cushion. Still attached to the silver life line of genetic..