S. M. Cricelli : Writing

Unpublished Obituaries

Unpublished Obituaries

A Poem by S. M. Cricelli


Your anger is listed amongst your survivors: Daughter, daughter, daughter, The fear you left behind.
I do "us" a disservice

I do "us" a disservice

A Poem by S. M. Cricelli


Sometimes I miss your skinFreckled warm and curving;I miss you zoomed in,In pieces,In swaths of warm pale fleshAnd muscles jumpingBeneath my lipsI mis..
To Johnnie

To Johnnie

A Poem by S. M. Cricelli


You are the star of my earliest memories, my best memories.You are my first love, my best love, my biggest heartbreak.I cannot remember a time when I ..
Legacy

Legacy

A Poem by S. M. Cricelli


One day I will have a sonAnd heWill be the spitting image of his grandfatherOf me,But he will not have our eyes.He will not hurt to live.
about a girl(s)

about a girl(s)

A Poem by S. M. Cricelli


her name was Anna/Ally/Haley,we shared a bed once/twice/a thousand times �"i didn’t know what i felt for herdenied how i felt for he..
warmth

warmth

A Poem by S. M. Cricelli


he is remembering the glow of her skin, blue in the light of the tv, hips soft beneath his fingers, long dark hair falling over her shoulders and tick..