i wrote this while i was stuck in my house, bored. i was looking outside of my bedroom window watching the mailman make his rounds, and suddenly this ..
this poem did not come from one specific origin, it is erratic (as most free expression poems are) and quite bold yet is not meant to be understood wi..
This is a letter from me (and overly irritated teen) which is addressed to an overly incompetent person on this site. I am not naming names, but merel..
this prologue is meant to be paired with a longer short story, which i have begun to write. these stories are best when read together as a parter peic..
this poem erupted out of me like a volcano, and it made me pretty depressed having to know that i wrote this, because i have never suffered from these..