Unto Dogs
Poetry by Dante Elijah Puschiasis
Heavy freight.
By Dante Elijah Puschiasis on December 15, 2019
I have come to know much about pain. I was eager to share the knowledge.
By Dante Elijah Puschiasis on October 25, 2018
Just a little bit longer.
By Dante Elijah Puschiasis on October 24, 2018
Like oil and water; rainbows rising to the top and covering what's below without ever truly interacting with it.
By Dante Elijah Puschiasis on October 23, 2018
Such a little thing, from oh so long ago; How can you still be hung up on this?
By Dante Elijah Puschiasis on October 22, 2018
I couldn't pay you to stay.
By Dante Elijah Puschiasis on October 21, 2018
Look up; can you feel it?
By Dante Elijah Puschiasis on October 20, 2018
