gardening
Your body covers mine like a tulip, stamens and all. Late in the middle of the night I used to go out and dig holes in the ground to plant seeds in, the soil dark and sweet as the hollows of your...
View ArticleI think i'm finally going to kill myself tonight...I can't do this anymore
Please don’t. Please, please don’t. You can do this. You can do this and you will do this. Think about all the things you will miss out on. The stars, the moon, the universe! Maybe one day you’ll fall...
View Articledrunk driving
You want someone, a scientist perhaps, to explain why so many people are killed by drunk drivers each year. You want them to say that a body in motion tends to stay in motion, that if one car hits...
View ArticleIf I want to talk to you off anonymous, will you respond privately?
Yes, of course. I always respond privately when it’s not anonymous. <3
View Article"Why do people love poetry so much? he mused. Because they can feel it,...
“Why do people love poetry so much? he mused. Because they can feel it, replied the girl, in more ways than one. It can be warmer than a fire or colder than an ice cube slid along the inside of your...
View ArticleDo you ever get writer's block? Assuming you do, how do you control it?
Oh yes. It’s one of the worst feelings in the world. But when I get writer’s block, I go to the library, and I check out as many poetry books as I can carry, and I read as many poems from them as I can...
View Article"What is the most exquisite word in the universe? he asked. Oh, the girl...
“What is the most exquisite word in the universe? he asked. Oh, the girl replied, that’s too easy. What is it, then? the boy asked. Your name, she said.” - Fragment 23
View Articlewhat are the best poetry books you have read?
As Is by James Galvin Love, An Index by Rebecca Lindenberg Ariel by Sylvia Plath Nine Horses by Billy Collins Please Plant This Book by Richard Brautigan Selected Poems by Robert Frost Crush by Richard...
View Articlethe making of words
Once I knitted a dress of syllables and slipped it over my head, cool as satin. When you unzipped it (and slid your tongue down my spine,) they turned into sounds, and when you touched the small of my...
View Article"If you were a bottle of wine I would be forever drunk, he said. I would wake...
“If you were a bottle of wine I would be forever drunk, he said. I would wake up morning, noon, and night with a hangover, always intoxicated by you. Oh, the girl replied, and if you were the salty sea...
View ArticleYou are one of the most wonderful modern poets I've ever read the works of....
You are so very, very kind. I truly appreciate your words. Thank you, and you are welcome. <3
View Articlea midnight snack
once there was a girl who was simply ravenous. she ate everything she could get her hands on: words, the stars, rose petals, the seasons. but one day she grew tired of feeling sad and ate her sadness...
View Articledancing days
You unzip my dress the same way a room fills with light- softly and tenderly at first, then madly, full of furious desire. Next go my stockings, pulled down my knees like the slow rush of a river. Then...
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from the poem “firsts & lasts” written by...
from the poem “firsts & lasts” written by writingsforwinter I can’t believe someone made something out of my work. :o
View Article"How bittersweet it is, to wander a forest for years but never be able to...
“How bittersweet it is, to wander a forest for years but never be able to find your way out, she mused. Ah, but getting lost is one of the most beautiful things in life, he replied. And in doing so you...
View Articlesongbird
When we had dinner together for the first time you looked whole, coat pulled tight around your chest, the bones of your spine laced with one another in a ladder. There were no holes. And in the diner...
View Articlebecoming a ghost
i became a ghost once, and saw the reflection of myself passing through all that i had left behind. strangers i never knew in life began, suddenly, to put roses on my grave. often i would catch hidden...
View Article"I am easily surprised by the essence of writing, he mused. So the other boy...
“I am easily surprised by the essence of writing, he mused. So the other boy asked, But why? What’s so astonishing about it? And the first boy replied, “It’s astonishing because it makes you feel. When...
View ArticleWhat is your definition of poetry?
Poetry is the art of words, written or spoken. But it can also be a silent art. The patterns light makes when it spills onto the wall, the rushing of a river, a cupped palm-all of those are poetry,...
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