The Last Night
Poem I pressed myself into your body Trying to create an imprint in my mind of what you felt like Smelled like Were like To last me the next 10,000 years Of the...
Tagged: loss
Dear James
Love Letter Story Dear James, I remember the first time I saw you, walking into senior English a new student, and I remember how it changed everything. I remember the first time I...
Upon Losing a Childhood Home
My mother swore for the twenty-three years we lived there that the house was grey when, clearly, it was white. White with black shutters and one-two-three on the mailbox and the old camper in...
