Category: Poetry

suicideI don’t understandwhen other people do it though it makes sensefor mewhen I think of it I just hatethat everyone does itwhen they are so sad I would feel much… Continue reading

in order to be a poet to be a human you have to do something very simple all the time every day you have to ask why? you ask this… Continue reading

fucking words words words words! they mean nothing! they are just things objects to paint pictures invisible pictures for minds you want the immortal poem immortal line? it’s just a… Continue reading

poets today have no voice there is just a group collective consciousness words and phrases that you are allowed to say that won’t be frowned upon everything sounds like everybody… Continue reading

this page this paper this is my tampon it absorbs the blood that flows from me the blood of my heart I shove this tampon up the cunt of my… Continue reading

I didn’t know memorial day was coming until I drove down the street to a sea of large American flags waving in the wind from telephone poles it used to… Continue reading

at this new place I have a new office I don’t look at it as an office I look at it as my room my place my sanctuary my church… Continue reading

I used to think that anyone could write anything great I never thought that it had to do with anything in particular. lately, as I am older, I look at… Continue reading