Emily B : Writing

i owe you an apology

i owe you an apology

A Poem by Emily B


might as well say it out loud
what is there to say?

what is there to say?

A Poem by Emily B


i used to be a prolific poetplacing words just sostacking them in cunning ways to get my point acrossmaybe i said every thingmaybe those old structure..
Rule of Thirds

Rule of Thirds

A Poem by Emily B


This isn't my work. Handwritten note from a friend, John Steinemann. You knew him here as left hand smoke shifter or a true gentleman
a valentine, maybe

a valentine, maybe

A Poem by Emily B


it's been a while since i got out the crayons and paper doilies, so why not?
dreaming again

dreaming again

A Poem by Emily B


it set me sideways, momentarily
he said, she said

he said, she said

A Poem by Emily B


thank you, Chris
my one important job

my one important job

A Poem by Emily B


and i'll be damned if i didn't f**k it up
dear you

dear you

A Poem by Emily B


and they said the art of letter writing was dead
running

running

A Poem by Emily B


i have come such a long way through the yearsmy dreams of finding voicebeing more honest standing talleri have done allthosethingsi can whisperi can y..
a rant

a rant

A Poem by Emily B


there's been this invisible pull to writethe last few daysmy dreams have been invadedthe only job i had to daythe one i was made fori fucked it upprob..