Kt Writing

Somedays Ithink it's over. Somedays I don't love you. Somedays I think we're done for. Somedays Iknow it's true. Sometimes Iwish you'd end this. ..

you kissed me made me want to die you held me but I couldn’t cry you took me and I went astray you hurt me you won’t go away

Indulge in me. And I in you. Breathe in our lust. Hold tight to our sins.

I breathed in your scent. I held my breath to save it. I couldn't let go.

Dear Mommy, Dear Daddy, Iknow why you're disappointed in me irresponsible, indecisive, and a lesbian, to boot. Dear Mommy, Dear Daddy, I'm a scre..

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Compartment 114
Compartment 114

When we turned thirteen, my cousin said it was the end of an era and the beginning of an error. I wrote this poem for her.

a haibun

Drink and be merry. Alot time for kissing me. Watch the ball drop slow.

The end of the world is coming. It's shaped like a banana. Oh no!

A ghost is in the rocking chair. She needs to find her love. He's not here.