Megan Lynn Tocci : Writing

8 November 2019

8 November 2019

A Poem by Megan Lynn Tocci


it's creeping back again,this low and constant hum:a backdrop, opaquely white,to daily routine.it becomes a ringing at nightlike a whistle -- a frenet..
22 October 2019

22 October 2019

A Poem by Megan Lynn Tocci


Comfortable in this cold house and the in-between.
29 September 2019

29 September 2019

A Poem by Megan Lynn Tocci


but a part of me anywaythinks maybe there willcome a day when I’m ona porch, but it’s twilightstill at 8:30pm and I’mwriting but I&r..
22 September 2019

22 September 2019

A Poem by Megan Lynn Tocci


I laugh louder now than I used to and it doesn't hurt.
24 July 2019

24 July 2019

A Poem by Megan Lynn Tocci


It’s the non-remembering that wrecks me.
9 July 2019

9 July 2019

A Poem by Megan Lynn Tocci


"I once saw Jupiter through a telescope and it brought me to me knees and i will never be mighty like that."
5 October 2018

5 October 2018

A Poem by Megan Lynn Tocci


I feel it in my gut like we’re done for.
Cigarettes

Cigarettes

A Poem by Megan Lynn Tocci


i'm burning out quick.
May now.

May now.

A Poem by Megan Lynn Tocci


but Jesus, i'm not Salinger
twenty three

twenty three

A Poem by Megan Lynn Tocci


i used to think i could do every great thing i imagined but i don’t believe that anymore.