Lament, Cemented

Blood flows with the consistency of gravel.

Starry Drive

The open road at night; an experience of its own.

Bright Lips, Dark Words

Such horrible realities were surprising from such beautiful lips.

Enough of Love

You can stand at the door and wait, but I'd bring a coat.

Hopeless Homes

Hopeless homes inspire poems.

First Love, Second Amendment

Shall not be infringed.

Because I Like it

My reasons for writing are simple.

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