Tagged: poem 24

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End of the Hyphen

Brother, it’s not like I want to marry it! I only like leftover 90’s correctness a little more than you. The reason I lug around this appendage is not to ruin your life with...

Dew 0

Girl

Unaccustomed to long lashes finding out which way she can be a flower or something close to further apart, each finger caresses tall grass a nurturing father ahead of his time yet behind her...

Hey Stacks 0

Weighting

We can write these words in many ways Carrying them differently in the satchels of our minds As if books bound by leather Pressed together in perfect lessons Conglomerated between desire and expectation Some...