Time. I fear it. I struggle with having it. I want to make it go away. I fill it like… Read more Time.
My house is made of glass. With each vibration, the entire foundation is at risk of falling down.
I can see it. I can see it is there. I can see it. On the other side. I can… Read more Telescope.
This is what you do. This is what you always do! … Read more A response poem to myself (#1).
What are you even doing here? What are you even doing? You… Read more A poem to myself (#1).
I don’t even know what I want anymore. I don’t even know what’s right and what’s wrong anymore. How does… Read more I don’t even know.