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YOUR NUMBER IS GONE AND SO IS YOUR CONTACT BUT ALL I WANT TO DO IS TELL YOU THAT I MISS YOU BUT YOU'VE LAID ME TO REST AND COVERED ME WITH HIMALAYAN B..
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I LOVED THE WAY YOU COVERED YOUR GAPING MOUTH WHEN YOU LET A LAUGH SLIP OUT AND THE WAY YOU TINKERED YOURGIGANTIC HANDSTOGETHER AS YOU SAT IN FRONT OF..
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I've always wondered why,bad things happen,in slow motion,with a yawning movement,and picked-apart fragments,likean old movie,with a missing frame.Slo..
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Whenever I'm around my father,all I want to do is kiss him.Not in a romantic sort of way,but as a way of assuring him,that I love him,as a dad,just by..
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You're a walking cliché,that smells like floral dryer sheets,and an emergency room, and you always turn a doorknob,with angry rushed fingers,an..
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Once when I was a child,I fell through a vertical tire tunnel,at the end of Palmer Park,and my mother rushed to me,like I was on fire,as I laid there ..
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You are the sound of hard candy,clicking against the backs,of childrens' teeth,you are the call,of August cicadas,you are the repetitive pressing,of a..
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I am dry sand,watered-down green tea,a broken comb,a chapped lip,a raised goosebump. I am nothing,but it seems I have everything,from sensitive skin,t..
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My teenage yearsAren't poeticMy downsy teenage angstIsn't some literary miracleMy destructive teenage mentalityIsn't beautifulWhat's truly poetic is t..
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I'm still just a childEven though Itell myself otherwiseMy family used to liveAcross town in this small decrepit houseAnd back thenMy old room was whi..
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