Creative writing weekly: “Annually Come the Crows” / “Bruised Orange” There is a scarecrow in the garret, In his hands he possesses the withers Of a flower once described...
Poem of the Week: Rapid eye movement, yes please Rapid eye movement, yes please. With you, I’d finally have peace. But this is something that...
Poem of the week: Not like this. This isn’t how I wanted this to happen. You knew I was sick; you knew how it goes. Branches spew from...
Poem of week: the bag I used that bag on summer days. Maybe a 5-minute walk to your place. The rapid thudding of my heart...