Poem: Wolves in our Closet

13 years of memories, I count and shovel through Recounting your transgressions and tallying the lies, And the multitude of times You looked me in the eyes Without a hint of the dirt Piled in your mind. No twitch of regret, no downcast gaze, Just a smile and a nod, A hand reached out To…

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Poem: Your Name

Like a dirty word, Like an accusation, Like an insult, Like a crime. I hear it, and it’s like being punched in the throat, Like being slit from breast to navel, Like being startled to A heart attack, Like having someone leap From around a corner. How my entire body Jolts, Intestines to stomach and lungs to…

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Poem: Psychopaths and Socrates

We aren’t supposed to stare at the wall while we think. Philosophers and great thinkers stare at ceilings and stars, engrossed in the answers to the universe. Only psychopaths stare at walls. We cannot be bothered to turn our heads to heaven. Because the walls have answers heaven can’t provide. The wall holds secrets of…

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Poem: Rewrite the Stars

The breeze whispers in my ear, singing me your lullabies. She tells me all about you and the wings you sprouted overnight. She tells me how she carried you through Clouds that soaked your skin, How you tried to catch their vapors in your tiny fingertips. She tells me of your eyes, lit by the…

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