Monthly Archives: August 2014

Fractured Armor

I used to express anguish in the form of hieroglyphics Etched into cave walls no one cared to look for: Ink spilling over old school notebooks with a dim desk light Pouring over a wooden surface with questionable fortitude As … Continue reading

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I used to cover the sidewalks In cherry blossom petals So I could make angels in the concrete Surrounded by flowers And I hoped that maybe I could become one of them

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A pen out of ink With her severed vocal chords A fountain run dry

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Six Word Story

I used to feel in color

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He Is What Forever’s Are Made Of

Sorry I keep on beating this subject to the ground But it’s just that I hate that these poems are only the tip of the iceberg of feelings I have for you Words I have not spoken have my tongue … Continue reading

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