I am a beggar…
Category Archive: Postaday
Emerson says make
the most of yourself
because you’re all
you’ve got…
I said I love you,
you hesitated …
Tomato
Truck
Sled…
My aunt bought me ivory-colored paper
in a pretty pink and yellow box.
I drew a different design in the upper corner
of each sheet and wrote letters…
reached in to my chest cavity
and crushed my lungs…
you take a nap to fix your problems
and you wake up aimless, unfixed…
Language is a fine-tuned instrument
playing improv. Once you know
the rules, you can break them…
Not quite rain
not quite snow…
you tell me you’re thinking
about going back to church
honey, I’ll be your prayer…
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