Category Archives: Poem

Body of fiction

The sunlight on your body is like the Circular glow of the bedside lamp on Page 81. The silk duvet is your dust Jacket. The only one that I’ve ever Kept on. Your vertebrae constitute The image that’s on the book’s

Body of fiction

The sunlight on your body is like the Circular glow of the bedside lamp on Page 81. The silk duvet is your dust Jacket. The only one that I’ve ever Kept on. Your vertebrae constitute The image that’s on the book’s

Quinn

The sleekness of the black leather binding Of my Moleskine reminds me of her little Black dress. The zipper is like the tassel That keeps track of the page, taking me Back to my favorite parts. Wide-rule Paper is enough

Quinn

The sleekness of the black leather binding Of my Moleskine reminds me of her little Black dress. The zipper is like the tassel That keeps track of the page, taking me Back to my favorite parts. Wide-rule Paper is enough

Stacked

Like a book She picked me up off the shelf Fanned through my pages And tossed me over her shoulder

Stacked

Like a book She picked me up off the shelf Fanned through my pages And tossed me over her shoulder

Asthma

I want to breathe life into you To fill your lungs with pure air And have you feel The love swimming inside you

Asthma

I want to breathe life into you To fill your lungs with pure air And have you feel The love swimming inside you

Untitled

She inquired As to how I could write a poem But not yet give it a title I told her God created you And yet you were born without a name

Untitled

She inquired As to how I could write a poem But not yet give it a title I told her God created you And yet you were born without a name

Stephanie

You’re a liar But an honest one You speak words that Melt in my hands When I write Letters and emotions Are just a game And you know exactly How to play

Stephanie

You’re a liar But an honest one You speak words that Melt in my hands When I write Letters and emotions Are just a game And you know exactly How to play

You turn me inside out

Let’s meet in a dark alley and talk about it How your name is the only one I want to say out loud Uncontrollably How our bodies cast shadows on the walls Projecting our abstract thoughts How the rolling thunder

You turn me inside out

Let’s meet in a dark alley and talk about it How your name is the only one I want to say out loud Uncontrollably How our bodies cast shadows on the walls Projecting our abstract thoughts How the rolling thunder

Anatomy of an angel

She’s cinematic With razor-sharp cheeks Innocent lips And a tongue that silently misbehaves She smiles more at night, when there’s no color Highlighting her beauty spots, like my favorite quotations But you can’t leave out her fine print collarbone Nor

Anatomy of an angel

She’s cinematic With razor-sharp cheeks Innocent lips And a tongue that silently misbehaves She smiles more at night, when there’s no color Highlighting her beauty spots, like my favorite quotations But you can’t leave out her fine print collarbone Nor

Shrine

It’s why I go to sleep To see that dreamy face of yours I wake up in the middle of the night Just so I can see that smile The one you get when you’re dreaming of me I look

Shrine

It’s why I go to sleep To see that dreamy face of yours I wake up in the middle of the night Just so I can see that smile The one you get when you’re dreaming of me I look

451

I’d like to have someone to share my poems with Rather than a blog I’d write them She’d read them Then into the fire they’d go

451

I’d like to have someone to share my poems with Rather than a blog I’d write them She’d read them Then into the fire they’d go