Category: Poem

Cliff 0

An Inch

To you, it’s an inch. Just an inch in the air, a space that separates you from a desire. But for me- for me, it’s a cliff. A steep drop, into an unknown void,...

Train Station 0

Staring

It can be deemed rude to stare on a train, but what is one supposed to do there? Do you put on your iPod, become ensnared transported to another place, far away by music...

Back Alley 0

Alleyways

One step, and a thick, warm fog wraps around me. My head swims; my eyes grow heavy. I can barely see- everything is blurry. I know that I’ve been here before, And in my...

visionary spoken word 0

Visionary

Spoken Word Never fed Always full Tries to hold Hands never empty Forever on time Rooms always empty Sometimes glad For the echoes Perhaps the silence Is a cure Only one day It will...

At Home 0

At Home

Worshiping the new apartment, baptizing it with homemade lasagna, Reminiscing being eighteen and dreaming of art and nostalgia.   Memories shine bright as we still believe in summer nights. Hanging onto balconies and downtown...

Train Ride 0

Just Wait

I would like to put your hands Underneath it So you can tell me How does it feel To get them cut off You can tell me How deep is your understanding Of my...