Category: poems

  • commute

    Crisscross diamonds of white and red slip gently through my fingers,each passing by an opportunity to take matters into my own hands. Though my fist clenches, I feel only the…

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  • when i am me

    I’ve had a dream and yet it alludes me. Like the moment before it, I remember the last time I remembered it. Just like right now. Just like right now.…

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  • toilet wipe

    I sit here with my toilet wipe, stuck with quite the saddening plight:   To trash it so and kill a bird, and fuel the flames the world interred;  …

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