A.G. Alvis : Writing

damage

damage

A Poem by A.G. Alvis


There’s a lot to unpackThe boxes surroundSome bigSome smallSome wrapped three layers deep in packing tapeSome sealed with a single pieceA few ha..
home

home

A Poem by A.G. Alvis


She thought about the rolling hills and small valleysilluminated in sunlightand shadowedthe grass was greenthe day was warmnot stickythe Virginia bree..
old flames

old flames

A Poem by A.G. Alvis


"Look at these grays,"she saidrunning her fingertips against the soft grain on his temples.Her breasts made half moons pressed against his chest. Thei..
the first and most important

the first and most important

A Poem by A.G. Alvis


I remember sitting in a cafeLeaning back in my chair as I pulled the thick smoke into my lungsHearing the quiet music playing on the overheadAnd looki..