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Facing censure as years of tearsreflect the sea, a blanket thatmy parents never gave me.Manliness absorbing into pores,venturing home, silence weighingheavier than Read More

9 AM

I receive a text message, reading that I have absolutelynothing else to worry about. That I should never respond, and live my Read More

Green Smoothie

Unwanted pity builds up in a blender, Forming empty words into edible screams. Green smoothie, tossed, never consumed. This poem was originally Read More

Those Days

It’s just one of those days, you say, Till you repeat this every day.It’s just one of those days,And your apathy bleeds,Into everything Read More