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I wrote this for you. A poem. foryou. humble, I know. I buy scotch tape in the grocery store one1 a day. ..

It was there when I came home from work. Like a reward, some prize for a brilliant weekend, some bullshit like that. Like I could be won over by a ..

Guest Stars they finally did it. they moved. my family, that is. Moved to the town where my dad works. for the first time in four years, ..

I’m shocked. At how same it all looks. Everywhere, all around. My eyes are blurrily unfocused, yet constantly and consistently open..

Commit. You Inspire me. Why? How? Nevernever will I know. But I can pretend, still. Pretend to know the..

Come, listen.Gather ‘round brethren’My comrades.This world is beautiful.You may not see it yetAnd perhaps you will never seeIt with your e..

Today I woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Literally. My head was where my feet should be, and my feet were where my head should be. Why? Becaus..

Your lines resemble architecture of: Forest. Tree hands, nimble-limbed puzzle bushes, fable-telling geysers gushing out loud-mo..

I. “Love” Poem Number 1 Rain leads to flooding leads to drowning. Dirt leads to digging leads to bur..

Just think If only We spoke Instead In symbols. & & & & & &