c.m. : Writing

Senses.

Senses.

A Poem by c.m.


You're all of them.
after all.

after all.

A Poem by c.m.


for him.
Breakfast Club

Breakfast Club

A Poem by c.m.


I miss it.
Vacancy

Vacancy

A Poem by c.m.


I hate my job.
In Case Of Emergency

In Case Of Emergency

A Poem by c.m.


I must have left my game face in my other pants pocket Making excuses as you pull the sorrow from every tear crossing my lips As I find myself unabl..
kody.

kody.

A Poem by c.m.


.....I always told myself I wouldn't name it after you.
This Old Stoop

This Old Stoop

A Poem by c.m.


Yeah, I'm morbid.
Shift.

Shift.

A Story by c.m.


Not so much a story as a rambling.
Blue Bar Moonlight

Blue Bar Moonlight

A Poem by c.m.


Your face looks lovely framed in blue bar light,Drunk as it may be.With the hue of the mood you usually wearTainting the steadiness of your brown eyes..
Can You See Me Now?

Can You See Me Now?

A Poem by c.m.


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