A Tailor’s Tale
One half, made whole. A void, made home.
All posts filed under: Poetry
Poems, short and long.
Pink-Red-Blue
Tall tales prove bitter pills to swallow.
They Too Shall Pass
All that we are, and all that we know– they too shall pass.
Ten Feet of Earth
Do our bodies go into the ground, or does the ground go into us?
Big City
'Big' doesn't always promise better.
Ballad Of A Painting
Different strokes, make clear the smoke, that surrounds the art you see.
Her Highness, Sadness
For when she calls, ye will answer.Always.
A Comparative Analysis Of You And My Body
Thank you, phantom lover.
Running In Circles
I keep running, in circles you've drawn, always running– back to you
Amour
Into the arms of another, I cannot race, for you have me, amour.
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