We Grow Old

We grow old but our story does not remain untold. We may lose our pets and parts and end up forgetting the rest. Turn our cheeks to the cold and lift the corners of our mouths in jest. Eventually we will turn to dust and mold ourselves, long after we are bought and sold, or […]

Ending Words

I like to make poems out of the first or last lines of existing poems, this one seems interesting: Odds Even Hand Leaving Can’t Place Forget Erase You You Original: Everything is at odds and nothing is even, you grab me by the hand to let me know you’re leaving. Well I’m sorry but I […]

Coming As We Were

Soaked in bleach for a trend, acid burning holes through jeans we flaunted faded tie-dye tees, once more vibrant and distinct. Insides burned like exploding suns, boys’ haircuts on nine year old girls! Curls chopped to our ears. It stings our eyes to hide those now forgotten shades of brown.  Some memories fade faster than […]

Playground

Playground in May, stormy day, rain clouds come to play, you didn’t stay. Try to remember, easy to forget living in the light there’s no time for regret. Before day breaks, the sun sets. Leaves wither, yellowing in spring, they spiral dying before they feel sunshine. I can’t remember, I am already and always forgetting. […]

Years

Everything is at odds and nothing is even, you grab me by the hand to let me know you’re leaving. Well I’m sorry but I just can’t. I… feel way too tied to this place. I wish I could just forget, be able to erase… Years I spent with you… Years I spent with you…

Happy

If he saved himself I would be happy. If he had a little jar of air I would be happy to poke some breathing holes. Summer ends as his swollen body returns only to be eaten by tiny bugs and worms. Grass is greener over here… a ghost is fog that lingers near. Try to […]