I feel most at homewhen I am beside you.I am able to breathe freely and abundantly.You speak kindly to my soul,and nurture the points of…
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I feel most at homewhen I am beside you.I am able to breathe freely and abundantly.You speak kindly to my soul,and nurture the points of…
The thought of you falls like rain,enveloped in an urgent necessity.If at all possible, let this rain fall for an eternityslow presses of each drop…
In my dreams, you seemed so far away,as the night turned to day in the blinkof your eye. Words became actionsdismissed by the breathyou took…
I watched her walk away,her lanky arms swung in the wind.Her jacket softly brushed against itself,painted a soft dull green. Her hair hid under her…
Maybe I love her more.Then again, maybe she loves me more. To her, love is a test.I know I’ve missedmy share of answers. I looked…
Underneath the umbrella,a room was filleda girl, a boy. Underneath the umbrella,a home became mobile:white & blue stripe. Underneath the umbrella,the rain fell upward,finding a…
I wrote Hiroshima when I was much younger. While writing it I didn’t understand the risk of using certain metaphors. This poem definitely isn’t romanticizing…
While the world is asleep,I lie awake in a dream that feels realbecause I am with you. They’ll lie still, and we won’t disturb them.It’s…